I’m a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of lady.
I’m a speeder.
I’m a tear-the-tag-off-the-pillow type of person.
I don’t look before I leap.
I wear white after labor day.
None of that is true.
Except the wearing of white. (I live in Mexico.)
But, I am a gambling woman in one area of my life.
|Moments after I pulled into the gas station this morning.|
Looks like I won today, kiddos.