Last night, I let my hair down, so to speak. I downed my nutrition shake with a gusto and wiped the back of my hand sloppily across my mouth. I tried to complete the image with a belch, but I lack the skill to conjure such things. Brenda tried to teach me the trick when I was a young child, but I never caught on. My mother is understandably relieved...and I'm doing my damnedest to coax my aunt into putting me back in the will. And Brenda, if you're reading this, might I say that you look very nice today.
