~~ Live free or DIE! ~~
That's the New Hampshire state motto, and when we took a trip to New Hampshire with this birthday girl, (Happy Birthday, Steph!) we got great pleasure in repeating, often and for silly effect, "Live free or DIE!" every time we saw it on an automobile license plate. Or anytime at all, really. Live free or DIE! Livefree..... orDIE! Livefreeor............DIE!
The word DIE must be spoken as if one were a psychopathic homicidal maniac. (Maybe you had to be there.)
Practice it with me now, everybody: "Live free or DIE!"
But now I say to the daisies: DIE! like, you know, a HOMICIDAL MANIAC.
An errant-knave daisy looks over the contents of a lovely package I received late yesterday from Chelsea:
That daisy is now history, just for the record. DIE!
My girl Chelsea sent me a cool new oversized t-shirt for sleeping or gardening or hiking or biking (or to wear while saying DIE! like a homicidal maniac), some sweet pink stitch markers that my delusional daughter thinks she is going to steal to make into a lovely necklace for herself, a nice note from Chelsea that says I was made an honorary member of Team Whole Foods for the run/walk for the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation....
...and....and ....look closely.
If you're just catching up, please read my post from yesterday.
(Fucking daisies. Fucking universe that seeks balance. Harumph. DIE!)
Thanks, Chelsea! (Laugh, friends, LAUGH!)
I'll crawl back into my hole now.