While making tortillas yesterday afternoon for supper, Jocelyn came in and asked if lunch was done. I had made a chicken broccoli braid {recipe in comments} for lunch and it was just done when she came in. I said it was and so I told her to serve it. {I was all doughy, you see, from mixing the dough.} She served it and as she was eating it, she said,
“When I get married, you can come and live with me.”
Amanda came in and said something about it, that why was Jocelyn planning out where I was going, or something like that… Then, a little while later, as I was finishing up supper Amanda comes in and smells the big pot of chili on the stove. Then she goes,
“Jocelyn doesn’t get you – you can come and live with me when I get married.”
I don’t know exactly what that means… call for HELP??? At least if I go missing from my house after one of them gets married, look for me in their pantry closets. :)
I am currently writing my second novel, and various other stories that simply pop into my brain and ask me to write them. Here you'll find some of the things in my head that actually made its way to paper... er... a document. Thank you for stopping by! I hope you will enjoy your stay and live to tell about it... I mean leave a comment to tell about it. 
it means I get first dibs on you living with me cause I’m oldest :D
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