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Feeling Fine at Cocktail Time
Cake and Cheetos and triumph at my table, little bites and big ones, my mink out of storage wrapped around twice, maybe the white gloves folded for so long in the drawer, I leave the elegant crumbs strewn for others to sweep.
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How many people still own white gloves? Revel in the Cheetos!
I wish I did!
I love the “to hell with it” attitude here. So sassy!
Also, Jan – will I be seeing you in New York in July? I hope so!!!
Yes! Definitely. I just registered this morning. It will be amazing to meet the Yeah Write stars. 🙂
Of which you are one, you realize. 🙂
Those cheetos are going to stain those white gloves unless you eat them with chopsticks. Just saying! This was a lot of fun.
Ha – you’re so right. I can see it now.
This is exactly what I was thinking, Kathy!!