My friend Tootie said to me today, Are you ever going to post again?
'Yes', I retorted. 'Maybe next January'. The fact is - sometimes my life is just not blogworthy.
'What can I blog about?', I persisted. ' Got any ideas?'
'You can write about how wonderful I am', she joked.
'That would take way too long to write', I answered.
I've been thinking, though, that maybe, if I wrote only about her very best attributes, I could finish this before sunup tomorrow:
*TOOTIE*
Tootie loves like there is no tomorrow.
Tootie eats bullies for dinner and spits their bones out.
Tootie's brain works so fast, I can't keep up with it.
Tootie can make me laugh against my will.
Tootie is a dark-eyed beauty whose ingratitude for her good looks pains me greatly.
Tootie is my friend, and that's not always the easiest thing to be.
Tootie, you better believe you're wonderful.
