Friday, December 3, 2010

Spill The Beans, McNally

This Spill the Beans McNally has been told in no uncertain terms not to say a word but since you don't know who I'm talking about, this is probably safe.  It bends the rules but it's not technically illegal.  Let's just hope she doesn't see this post.  Shhh... Don't tell.

One of my dearest friends has joined the dark side and will be the proud owner of her very own spawn.  Meaning, in nine months we'll have a mini firecracker bouncing around.   She's the first in my little circle, always the leader of the pack.  My baby's all grown up and now I get to be the kooky oddball aunt, which let's face it, isn't really that different from what I am anyway.

This calls for a special mix for her.  These deserve a spot, don't you think?

And I just couldn't help but love you
When you were my baby
Just the way you wore your hair
And the way you just didn't care
And the way you danced do do do

I have yet to discover a situation that Mag Fields and Pulp don't apply, the most versatile comfy sweater in my collection.

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