Dear Hurrricane Harvey Heroine:
I don’t have very many life goals.
But if I DID, being a big enough badass to be chilling in a recliner, rocking a Flashdance style off the shoulder top, wearing no bra, and calmly finishing a needlepoint project as filthy flood water rises, threatening to choke the life out of me, would be at the top of the list.
You are my new life mentor/only old person I like since my grandmother died at age 101 on the heels of winning her nursing home Wii Bowling Championship.
Get it, grandma.
PS. I want a needlepoint of you doing needlepoint. #drosteeffect
PPS. Don’t mess with Texas.