The above photo is a jumbled still-life, assembled on my bedside table. I love that Mae West quote, and it means a lot to me. It seems to present its meaning on a fairly regular basis, too.
The other morning, I was telling Mister I needed to get to the store as we were out of toilet paper. He asked about the rolls beneath the counter. I told him those were there when we moved in to the hotel, and that I had resisted using them. Without so much as taking a breath, that guy said, “Poo-session is nine-tenths of the law, you know.”
He’s mine. And I’m keeping him.