An Open Letter to My Mom

Dear Mom,

You said were worried that I wasn’t posting because I had twisted my ankle. Mom, I don’t type with my feet. I’m sure it must look that way considering all the typographical errors and questionable content herein. But, please be assured that, while writing, I only use my feet to hold my donuts or potato chips and never to punch the keys.


Comments 1

  • That’s my girl, i knew you were smarter than you looked. I also knew you had chocolate donut icing between your toes! Question. How do you manage your coffee?? I love you my silly girl.

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