I was born with verbal diarrhea.
My nickname from the moment I spilled my first secret (age: 3 months) has been Motormouth. Furthermore, as I aged and body parts grew and improved (and eventually failed and sagged), I never developed a filter between my inappropriate thoughts and what comes out of my mouth.
Over my life, it's gotten me into more uncomfortable situations than a g-string at a Chubby Chaser's Convention and yet, I've never learned to control it. I'm a very, very slow learner.
And now, because it's too damn late for me to change, I'm embracing my particularly well developed social handicap and that's why I renamed my blog.
Leaf Table Runner-Quick and Thrifty!
5 weeks ago