Actually, not much of this is true at all. Barb and Tonya are great friends, very close. They've been pipe dreaming about starting a business together for awhile. Maybe a book store? Be their own boss. So we go over have some kind of chicken, if memory serves, and sit around and dream for awhile. Actually, I'm just taking up space here, looking for an excuse to post two photos that I just can't go on to Thanksgiving without posting. So there.
Barbie with her security pillow and a satisfied meal. Kinda looks like she might have an iPod around her neck, but no, it's a necklace that she traded with Maya to wear for awhile.
Tonya with the cold neck. She just can't quite figure out how to intertwine fingers like most of us do without thinking, poor at interdigitating.
Dustin amazed and a bit embarrassed that Tonya cannot interdigitate.
I have Moochie the dog tell Dustin and Tonya to "stay!" so that I can take a photo.
Tonya and Moochie bond, much to the bemusement of Dustin. Now did Tonya teach Moochie or did Moochie teach Tonya how to cock their heads and look at each other that way?
Oh, that's why they never invited us before, now I remember. I refused to go until they got a coffee maker, guitar, and lazy boy. Well, as you can see...all present and accounted for. I am pleased. Bring us home quickly and relax us a bit with a bit a blues k.d.
I'm talkin to the shadow
One o'clock till four
And Lord, how slow the moments go
And all I do is pour
Black coffee

1 comment:
Oh Fer Cute. I like the photo where the dog made them "stay" so you could take a picture. Funny.
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