On a much, much brighter note, I awoke from a small kine power nap this afternoon, to the loudest, deepest, truest laughs coming from Mr. KJ.
Aunty Rosie was doing something or other to make him chortle up a storm.
It should be bottled.
Delivered at dawn, daily, around the world.
Problems; solved.
Thinking out loud in the eye of the storm.
Aloha.
5 comments:
Fantastic idea. I hope you figure out how to bottle it.
Maybe you can podcast?
I would like to pre-order a lifetime supply of it. Do you take checks?
yet another great thing about your fair state is that keikis are very important people there-moreso than many places i have seen.
my kinda place!!
Yes please! I could use some baby belly laughs here too!!
(Will you overnight it when you figure it out?)
Oh yes, laughter is good. If it doesn't solve your problems, It sure makes ya forget about 'em. Bottle it up!
Becky
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