Observations on life by a sometimes normal woman who also happens to be a Nana.
I was born in Washington, DC to a young English warbride and an American pa. I grew up equally comfortable on either side of the Atlantic. In late spring, my mother would take me out of my American school, we'd hop a plane or a ship and make our way to England where she'd promptly stick me in a school in my grandparents' neighborhood. As a result, both countries are a comfortable fit. My husband (Himself) is English, our first child was born in London and the second in Washington, DC. And now we're in Southern California, comfortably hunkered down in the Santa Monica Mountains.
Donald Rumsfeld was giving the President his daily briefing. He concluded by saying: "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed."
"OH NO!" the President exclaimed. "That's terrible!"
His staff sat stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the President sat, head in hands.
Finally, the President looked up and asked, "How many is a brazillion?"
posted by Lin @ 1:14 PM
2 Comments:
Um, who are you gary freedman and why are you leaving me whacky messages on my blog site?
lin
dear me that made me laugh!
Yes P is well and amazing, I cannot believe she was wandering the world so soon after her op. She told me about your (now) mutual friends! It is a small small world indeed.
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