Zip It

Must. Must. Must remember my muzzle.

Just joking around with Ana when she said she couldn't reach the end of the toilet paper, I said - ONCE - "Sounds like a personal problem to me."

If you've been with me long enough, you know where this is going. Conversation with her therapist's daughter who was playing with her today:

Darling Daughter: I don't know how to talk like Jasmine. Maybe we could play something else?

Ana: That's your personal problem!

Ru-Roh.