Party On Irene (Teeth Or No Teeth)
Here's a pic of Irene rockin' my sunglasses. It was hot today, but here she is in her turtleneck and pearls. My father bought her those pearls when he was in Hawaii during World War II and she wears them proudly every day.
I had a good visit today, despite the fact I had to fix Irene's teeth a couple of times. Sometimes I look at the people in the nursing home and just think what the fuck - why don't they have a mini bar in each room for these people? Let them have a little fun. They should be having a party every day. So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1925.
I also am very touched that Irene wears those pearls daily. What a romantic she is, teeth or not.
the thing with the mini-bar, those old folks can't be trusted. the get hyped up on the alcohol and all hell breaks loose.
At least, that's the way it was. I'm pretty sure it still works that way.
I agree, they should be rockin the house. (I am so touched by the pearls. That cuts my heart wide open, you know?)