I thought I’d alert you to one of the categories that I’ve set up, but not (until now) posted in.
But I’m not going to tell you what it’s about.
Not yet, anyway.
Soon.
Oh. Wait, let me stop the wrong rumors from going around.
No, I’m not going to get a sex change or reveal myself as a man. I’ve got those XX chromosomes, thank you very much, and the hormonal surges to prove it.
Hmmm.
Perhaps a mazal tov is in order?
If so, then mazal tov!!!!
As long as he is good to Tig and Gracie, and they approve of him …
The husbands of famous women are often referred to in that way.
Nope. You’re all way off base. I’m still single.
Cloning technology has progressed, I see…
Of course, a blogging partner (or even a stand in while you take a break) would fit as well. It does not have to be a marriage in the past . As a Sabba, I am practicing for when my grandchildren reach the appropriate age since we already danced the Mezinka (:-).
I am so glad I don’t own a bunny rabbit. I fear you’ll show up one day, the bunny will be boiled, and Nardo will be trapped with you on a rollercoaster at Astroworld.