Molly O'Mally here. (Even BIGGER sigh)
This year is NOT off to a good start. My big sister went to the Rainbow Bridge, the American Poetry Journal rejected my poem, and I'm up to my eyeballs in SNOW!
(As you can see, mommy and Hank aren't the least bit interested in listening to my tale of woe!)
I thought things were looking up when I received a lovely valentine from Salinger. He looked so dashing in his tie, and I just KNEW that single red rose was for ME! Then reality came crashing down upon me when Hank took me aside and said "Uh....I hate tuh tell ya this but Sal plays fer the home team!".
Sure, I'm a bit (okay, a LOT) older than Salinger but in my short-lived happiness I pictured us much like THIS match made in heaven......
I mean, wouldn't YOU agree???
Oh, well. Maybe I should give Pugsley a jingle and see if HE has any plans for Valentine's Day.