REALLY? I am glad I am not the only gamophobic in the Twin Cities. And, everytime I think there might be some hope...I get disappointed :(

I actually had the good fortune of meeting Mutha last week. She ate half my hummus and didn't tell me I had tomato basil soup dribbled all over the front of my shirt, then gigled maniacly when people saw it.



And every time I talk to her on the phone, she asks "Who's you're mutha?!" and I have to answer "You are" or she gets mad and calls me short.

Mutha said I have to come and welcome you. I rarely do what she tells me to, but she promised me a cookie.

Welcome !!!

You are absolutely beautiful!

Hi and welcome!