Hello, lovelies. We’re back from our annual Fourth of July trip, and I was feeling refreshed and ready to face what is shaping up to be an extra stressful week. Then last night, after Beloved went to bed and I sat down to write today’s post, the universe decided “not so fast, Donna.” And my laptop, my device bestie, my electronic better half, died. At 2 AM. Not cool, universe. Okay, yes, I knew this day would come. I bought her in 2020, right at the start of Covid, and yes, she’s been a little buggy for the last few weeks, but I thought we had more time… (shaking fists at the universe) I’M NOT READY!!!!!

So while I struggle to get a replacement laptop while dealing with family AND work complications, here we are, with a post I wrote on my phone at 3 AM. Mostly unformatted, unfocussed, and subject-less.

Initially, I panicked, then I decided to switch it up a little. Let’s do a little audience participation. I’ll let Bette Midler tell you my favorite raunchy Sophie Tucker joke, and then you tell me your favorite jokes?

Okay, darlings. Let me have those jokes! (And light a candle that I find the time to get a replacement laptop today, or my goose is cooked!)