Some years ago, two delightful young lasses (only just slightly younger than they are today) were exhausted on a Friday evening. Friday-ed. A difficult week of mundane conflicts and everyday disappointments could have led to a full weekend of moaning and whinging about their respective lots in life.
But instead they made a decision to list the things they were grateful for.
And the list is still going...
Monday, January 9, 2012
Grown Up Circus
To mum for the tickets. To Gem for the company. And to the performers.
A 200 kilo drag queen who very publicly felt me up, saying my boobs were "Fabulous." A perfectly chiseled male pole dancer walking on air to Nina Simone.
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