I get asked all the time how I maintain such a vibrant, strong, enduring, pure happiness in my life. Passers-by, store clerks, neighbors, crossing guards, policemen, squirrels---even high-profile Life Coaches---they all ask me the same thing over and over. They say HOW DID YOU GET SO GOSH DARN HAPPY?
And when this happens, each time it happens, I say...simply:
NO KELLY RIPA. EVER.
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or oprah.
or Rachel Ray.
...and please do wear a string of garlic if you ever watch Martha Stewart.
I would have to say for me: No ferrets. No Lady Gaa Gaa. No liver. And never, ever, ever any Miley Cyrus.
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