No children ever. Nope, nope, never wanted 'em. Gee, I wonder if watching my mom slave to raise 9 of us had anything to do with that attitude. I do, however, love being an aunt.
Stevie Wonder? Love? What's not to love? There is some serious groove going on there.
I envy everyone who makes more money than me. Not enough to actually get a dregree and start making the big bucks though.
Come to an OOT party? Nah. I hate parties. The loud talking, the crying jags, the psychodrama, the fisticuffs, the pictures, the police intervention, the blackmail. On second thought...