SO my daughter has not exactly been world renowned for her optic prowess for a few decades now. And today, Afton earned another feather in her cap when a bouquet of flowers was delivered to her door. I thanked the florist delivery guy and turned to bring the red roses in to her. It was not however, a gasp of delight that escaped her lips, but a gasp of puzzlement, utter bewilderment. She smiled, and asked, "But what are those flowers in the middle? The beige ones." I smiled back at her. "Those big beige ones? They're a TEDDY BEAR, Afton, a flippin' 12 inch TEDDY BEAR!"
Did I mention she's blind? And blonde??
3 comments:
I sent those flowers to you, not to Afton!
OK, yes! They really were for Afton!
OK, OK! I didn't really send them.
But I thought of sending them.
To you!
(Who sent them?)
Ummm, what are you smoking?
One of Afton's exes, Jody, sent them to speed her recovery.
I can identify with the poor eyesight, and believe me it helps smooth things over as you age.
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