September 7, 2007
It is Friday. It is Friday. It is Friday.
I’m trying to convince myself to just hang in there. I really am.
I’m having one of those days where you hear it in your head: “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” So I’m working on that. Quietly.
But it is a frustrating thing to miss a day of work and come back to find nothing has been touched. Not a thing.Â
10:34 am
So while your grandmother always said that ‘nice to say’ to your mother and your mother said that to you, she thinks it should be changed to, “if you don’t have anything nice to say about someone, come sit by me…” Love those Steel Magnolias…..