The Human PinBall made this for me a couple years ago. Isn't it nice that she thinks those things about me? She designed these little frames for a manufacturer that sells them and now she is a millionaire and doesn't have to work anymore. HA! If only. Anyway, she filled this one with a collage for me.
This is the other side. Isn't it nice that she knows me so well?
This is how my week has been. Every day. I find I have grown a little over the years. During meetings I no longer doodle my slapping desires on my notebook. I confess, I did think about slapping once today. My inner slap is calming down with age and wisdom. I hope.
Tomorrow is another day,
Normal Girl
