Summer's here. It was a rainy spring but I think it's done now. I think yesterday was the point where everything is going to come back to sunny again. I don't know why I think that, just a feeling. I can't remember if my kids have been out of school for one week or two. It's just a constant state of activity. I'm confused. Puzzled. I keep having these weird visions of haunted forests and sailor blazers. I wish it would stop. I'm just kidding Mom. There's nothing out of the ordinary at all.
Here, I'm going to go out on a limb and appear normal for one day and one day only. I'm not going to write anything (additional) that seems completely kooky and makes me look like a mental patient. I thought about converting for good, but decided against it. It doesn't seem like it would be quite as fun. I was going to ask someone but I couldn't find anyone who would know. Certainly not Twist. She's Twisted and she cuts her own hair. It looks good right? I was going to make it pink in photoshop, I think I still might.
Hmm... Not to these two either. Not by a long shot.
And dear dear MaryPat. Lord, there are not words. But damn, look at those arms.
Kathy, at one point I thought it might be you. Yeah. Not so much. That ships pretty much sailed. Same goes for the rest of you, especially Sue. You're married to Jason. Pass the popcorn. How's Bailey?
Thank you all.
Happy Summer...
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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Love you, baby, just the way you are. Don't go all sane. You know how that bores me.
Love you too. And it was a fun night.
Why does the song "One of these things is not like the other....." come to mind? Did I not get the memo?
(And hey, I like ships that have sailed. Especially if captained by Johnny Depp.)
You have some VERY well toned friends! Must be all the yoga!
Holy hot chicks out on the town!! Ahhh, summer! Makes me think of an old song by that dude from the Eagles. No, not Pete Yorn. You know the one. Happy staying insane Amy!
Sorry to barge in again. You probably didn't even notice though. I'm down here. Yes, I know I am without pants. That is why I'm here. Kathy, can I have my leather pants back?
Oooh, Sleezy. Sorry. I gave them to Rick James.
Look at all your gorgeous friends! Looks like fun...and don't worry about being sane! Like somebody else ahead of me said--it's boring! We love you just the way you are! :)
Oh, that is great Kathy. Rick James already owes me money and now he has my leather pants too? I've been getting caught with pants down, well, off, all weekend long.
That's it. I'm starting yoga now.
You and your pals are SERIOUSLY gorgeous. Oh my stars, it's intimidating.
p.s. That final picture is the epitome of summer. I love it.
Off to a GREAT start... if you mean the start of completely slacking on your blog and completely disappointing your faithful readers. Well done. Top notch. An excellent start, indeed.
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