It's going to rain for the next forever and I can't find my umbrella. I've had this umbrella for about 10 years now. I used to hate it. It's this really gawdy red plaid thing that my grandmother gave me for Christmas one year. My cousin has one in the same plaid, but this equally gawdy royal blue. I wonder if she loves hers as much as I love mine. I just always wanted a black one. But I've learned to love it over the years, embrace it, in fact, for it's utter ugliness. It's become one of my favorite things.
And it has disappeared and I am so very lost.
I never lose shit. Ever.
My pain is your gain.
3 comments:
I don't remember getting a plaid umbrella, are you talking about me? Our grandma always gave us the same thing for Christmas, but in different colors, so it must be me, but I don't remember an umbrella. I remember the mugs with the animals on the bottom and you crying when you discovered your frog. My teddy bear wasn't nearly as scary. And the stuffed dogs, mine was blond and yours was brown. And the pajama suits with the feet on them that we got when were like 12...so not cool. But the icing on the cake was when you got Triscuits for your birthday. Now that was kick ass and I was wishing I got some Ritz or something.
Much love,
Cuz
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