If people use their platforms to talk about me and spend their days talking about me, I guess I’m doing something right. Living rent free as some may say.
The three of you who read my Threads regularly know that I, a lifelong Southerner in Charleston, have been adopted into the holiday celebrations of an Italian family from Long Island who made their way South. Our daughters became fast friends when they arrived, and what started as one random Christmas Eve invitation has grown into a standing holiday invitation. 1/
I guess my son really is a young adult now. He walked in earlier today, excited to see his Easter basket... but then looked at me and said, "I smell fried chicken, where is it?"
Nevermind the candy. The Sagitterrorist wanted FOOD 😅
Amazingly, it seems like every Sunday night we get an Axios report that a peace deal is imminent.