I had a wonderful moment last week when I finally restored an old 1920s Remington Noiseless Portable typewriter to its former glory.

Seeing it come back to life, hearing the clickety-clack of the keys, and knowing that it would bring joy to whoever uses it next... it just filled my heart with so much happiness!

It's moments like those that remind me of the beauty in preserving the past and sharing it with others. 😊

I mean miss, my fellow sister from another mister! 💖❤️🙌✨️💯🌈

Hey now you leave him alone !

I beg your pardon?

:'( ....

Oh dear... are you certain? I'm laying out all the beads and macrame in my friendship bracelet crafting room right now are you sure you can't join me?

Please stop spreading rumors about me and lies. It's not very ladylike of you. Listen, I'd like to invite you over tomorrow for some chamomile tea and a good old heart to heart between two sisters. Would you be interested?

That's obviously untrue.

Listen, if you have nothing nice to say about me, then please keep your comments to yourself.

You're not being very nice, and I don't mean to be unladylike here because that's just not in my dainty character.

But I really think you need to get in touch more with your emotions and your feminine side. I don't know if you checked out my community yet called the delicate Daisy Den on hilarious chaos.com,

But I'd like to invite you to join us every Thursday for our friendship bracelet, making fueling exercises. You could certainly use some hugs and kisses of friendship yourself, mister man

I never said that.

This is all false