…  December 18th, and it’s Flake Appreciation Day.” “You better be talking about snowflakes.”  

… and it’s Day of Reconciliation.” “Hmm.” “Are you ever going to reconcile with your ex-husband?” “Nope. Don’t want to. Even if I did want to, I can’t. He’s dead.” “You never told me he died.” “I just did.” “When did he die?” “Sixteen years ago. Cheers!”

    … chilly out there!” “Chilly? I think that is what is called an understatement.”

… December 15th, and it’s Wear Your Pearls Day.” “I don’t own any pearls.” “Why not?” (SHRUGS) “I’m not the pearl type.” “You could be if you just put them on.” “Nah. Not gonna work. The dye was cast long ago.”  

… December 14th, and it’s National Screwdriver Day.” “Where IS the screwdriver? I’ve been looking for it for two days.” “How should I know?” “If you’re gonna celebrate something, you ought to know where it is!” “Good logic.”

“Hiding out from the snow.”

“So I heard.” “We need to stock up on necessities.” “Yeah. Toilet paper.” “I was thinking more along the lines of alcohol. Will you go to the state store and get me a bottle of Jack? No, make it two.” “Why can’t you go?” “They need to see an unfamiliar face once in a while.”

… to stretch your neck that far?” “Just born this way.”  

“What?” “I said, ‘Do you live your life in color? ’” “How do I do that?” “I’m not sure. Wear bright red lipstick?” “Do you know someone who lives her life in color?” “Oh, yeah! Shari Royse-Bellar.” @Shari Royse-Bellar

“Is this a snow day?” “Yes. We don’t have to go to school.” “Mamie, we haven’t gone to school in 60 years!” “Yes, but it seems like yesterday.”