I'm going to call her Nadine. Because I can. Nadine's contribution to this month's book club meeting is a pot of lovely oolong tea and a sprightly debate about Balzac. She's always got an opinion.
Honor the ancestor of the paper. I loved you, tree!
Horse, don't look so forlorn. You're going to look so good on my bedside table! Most fashionable horse in my whole house!
I do not condone bowling with real cats even though sliding them down a hardwood floor is hilarious.
Even as an adult I could see having an adorable wooden kitchen set on a shelf. I'm not going to take my cooking too seriously.
Ugh, your steaks always taste like sawdust.