Continued from last week . . .
Went to an antique show and people were bidding on me.
I won’t say I’m worn out, but I don’t get near the curb on trash day.
People who wonder if the glass is half empty or half full miss the point. The glass is refillable.
Retired: Under new management. See spouse for details.
Be the kind of woman who when your feet hit the floor first thing in the morning, the devil says: “Oh, oh, here she comes.”
When you can’t find the sunshine . . . be the sunshine.
I don’t have grey hair. I have wisdom highlights.
I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream.
Sometimes it takes me all day to get nothing done.
I don’t trip, I do random gravity checks.
To be continued again next week!
Contributed by Simone