One of you sent me this photo of your lemon tree. I had no idea what a lemon tree even looks like. Check this shit out! It’s beautiful! Spring is happening! Don’t miss it. Peep outside and have a look!
I feel like I have drank away all my brain cells. Can someone break this down for me? Are people on Candiace’s side of the fight? WTF is happening here? Also, I have a thing about fingernails. I told my therapist, who I really need to see… she needed to cut that shit down during CoronaVirus. I find Wendy’s fingernails disturbing.
I am clearly not thinking well. And someone sent me some booze today. Now if anyone gets out in THE WORLD, I could use a couple dozen Mexican Co-Colas. How do I get those delivered to my house? I need a lot of Mexican co-colas. I can send toilet paper to make this happen in my life.
Here is the RHOP Trailer. I need y’all to recap it for me. I do not understand what is happening. I have forgotten who these people are. I am old. I am drinking my way through this shit we are all in. I would appreciate an explanation. Or many explanations. Meanwhile we have had two or three really awesome days in a row. My garden looks great. I may have tomatoes more quickly than expected. One of the neighbors that I can see from my windows trees are covered in wisteria. I love wisteria even though it a bad thing for trees. I selfishly am enjoying the trees blooming. This is a really old house. My parents lived here, in a tiny little box with three bedrooms, one bathroon and five kids. So the trees are very old. like me. lol.