"Nobody's perfect, Charlie Brown."

Let it be a sign unto you, Doc.

Ha! That was my grandparents house back in the 60s. Grandpa would tell them "wrong number," but Grandma would take the order. "They'll figure it out," she would say.

Scatted, obvi, not "scattered" bc auto correct is stupid and doesn't know anything about scat singing. 🎶

Senator? Marco Rubio?

I saw her at an outdoor venue in the early 80s. She was divine. When a small plane flew overhead, the band kept playing and she scattered through the noise, then picked back up with the lyrics after the plane passed.
For Ella, NBD. 🤷‍♀️
🎶 A ticket, a tasket ...

File under "No Shit, Sherlock."

Hey, hey, Donnie J, how many sea lions didja kill today?

Hey, hey. 👏 👏 👏 Ho, ho.

I don't think I'd be able to write, if I were her. And it's beautifully written.

And God, how unfair to be dying at 35, to wonder if your children will remember you at all, and to see your own cousin trying to take down the medical establishment that did everything they could for you.

Harris was the named running mate on the Dem ticket, and the only one who could access the Biden-Harris war chest, per FEC regulations.
(Other than Biden, obvi.)

Also, what *color* is grandfather's hair today???

I don't know if this will help, but @czedwards.bsky.social has deep knowledge on old sewing machines and might be able to point you in the right direction.

Ursula.

Your color sense in un-erring.
It is so hard to keep that many colors balanced throughout the work, and still be a cohesive piece of visual art.
Kudos, colo(u)r queen. 👑

OMG, you just *started* that, how can you possibly be finished?
It looks fabulous 👌.