Suddenly, it’s all so clear:
Clearly I needed Anjelah Johnson in my life sooner to shine a little light on my love life or lack there of. Nails chewed to the quick augmented by an earlier faux pas pointed out by my cousin, of actual books in my house. Surprised I haven’t been dubbed the crazy cat spinster yet by the neighbourhood kids.
Carolynne says
There we go! The eternal “Why no boyfriend?” question answered. Indifference to my manicure.
Emme says
I know Carolynne. And to think I had absolutely no clue. How very short sighted of me.