Email from the same gal. She's my youngest, will be 49 this year, result of going home for lunch lo those many years ago. My then wife didn't allow me to give her the obvious name that went along with the time of day. You figure that one out.
She actually gets a kick out of reminding her mother of why and how she's here, and really lays it on when I happen to be present. Her mother then starts speaking in spit....and Toni laughs about it.
Here's a copy of the email she sent just now, her mom was over there this evening and this conversation ensued. I had to wait until I quit laughing before I could type this.
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Conversation with Mother. We'll call her 1 'n I'm 2.
1) I need new bras, these are too big
2) you just need comfort bras. You don't need underwire anymore.....pushing your boobs up to your chin.
1) Yeah, but I'd like them outta my waist line.
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Not sure why but the bottom of my post didn't show up, just the email copy/paste. Oh well, not going to retype it.
