That's my advice to you today.
If your kid goes through a pink-loving phase, don't give in and buy pink sheets. Eva's pink-loving phase last about 15 minutes when she was 4, during which time I succumbed to the pressure, and now I am stuck with these butt-ugly pink bedsheets that are in perfect condition. So whenever we have overnight guests, I am stuck with the dilemma of do I use these pukey, but quality, sheets in the guest room? And if I do, do I risk making my guest ill or worse think that I have a pink fetish.
My oldest sister is coming for an overnight visit today and she gets the pink sheets. My oldest sister, the complainer. I love her dearly and she has a wonderful and kind heart, but my fuck, she complains constantly. It's actually gotten to the point where I keep track of how many complaints can get squeezed into a 15 minute phone conversation, because I know when I get off the line, my snarky family is bound to ask.
I've been listening to far too much Jesus and Mary Chain lately. Actually, no I haven't been, because who am I harming anyway? I missed out on the JAMC when they were still a band and am simply making up for lost time.
I was musing the other day, as to whatever happened to William and Jim Reid (after the mental breakdowns and the run for Scottish parliament), and found the answers on the fansite April Skies.
Bobby Gillespie, of course, went on to front Primal Scream and looks surprisingly good for someone in their 40s who has ingested as many toxins as he has over his lifetime.
Eva is a wealth of information about JAMC, as she is about most things musical, and she has agreed to guest post a JAMC segment, as some of you have said you would be interested in that. It will make up for the pink sheets.
Here's a sweet song haha from the JAMC - Just Like Honey
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