This week we are celebrating our Canadian comrades. We’ve got our first couple at the door — let’s welcome them to the party.
We thought we’d kick off the celebration with a bit of spunk and enthusiasm.
Enthusiasm, death stare, same thing.
Woman: You are not welcome here.
ME: Well, likewise sista. This is MY party. And I invited spunk and enthusiasm. How’d you get through the door?
Woman: Doesn’t matter now. I’m here and I saw you staring at my man.
ME: No. I think you’ve mistaken me with someone else. See that girl over there by the bookcase? SHE was staring down your man.
(From our archives: Library Love)
Death Stare glides across the room toward the bookcase.
Whew. She was a buzzkill.
Oh, and pardon me!
I forgot to introduce our celebration host and hostess!
They might look familiar if you’ve been celebrating with us for awhile, but just in case this is the first time you’ve joined us, let me introduce you to:
Spunk & Enthusiasm