Dear Michael and Caroline,
So enough with the serious stuff, yes? Let’s take a breather here and catch some chuckles. As they say, he who laughs, lasts.
Herewith, then, with amusement aforethought, are my attempts at such:
She drank only on special occasions. Like daylight.
I passed a pleasant evening, as well as, truth be told, a moderate-sized kidney stone.
Maybe I’m pressing my luck here. But that’s okay. It needed ironing anyway.
The minute she arrived, she had somehow already overstayed her welcome.
I’ve spared no expense, nor, for that matter, have I incurred any.
You know the term “time will tell?” Well, sometimes time tells too much. Maybe once in a while I should just tell time to shut the fuck up.
P.S. – Part 2 will appear tomorrow.