Hey Laurel! I'm glad you enjoyed, here's your story!
I start my day at twilight. The mole rats and ibexes want their turkey curry(ala Bridget Jones). Andromeda yells for a protractor and I still haven't had my Kool-Aid. My muse is stripping in my nostril so I boot up the creamy trampoline and grunt at the screen. Billy Bob starts pirouetting gleefully. It's already time to bury the Library of Congress for my wig. I finally get silly string and realize I forgot about Jean Luc. School's out now and Grammy needs a cake that is due Wednesday. I have to get ho-hos and more clouds. Once home, I traipse 42 sentences and jilted dinner. The kids finally go to bubble and I back to flog.