Hi G-Fans!
What a glorious day! In the fifties AND the sun was shining!
How great is that?
Not much to write about. I guess when everyone does what they are suppose to do there isn't much to rage about.
We didn't nibble fingers at lunch, we listened when we were called in, we were sweet when greeting one another and the concierge.
All in all a boring day.
So why does the concierge keep telling us we are so adorable and lovely and great?
A mystery wrapped in a riddle swathed in an enigma buried out at sea.
May the mysteries of your life be source of delight.
TTFN!
-G
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| A rose by any other name is still a rose..... |
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| I can feel the warm breezes now..... |
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| Summer is already on our minds.... |
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| The good ol' days hanging out at the table..... What, doesnt' everyone stand on the table? |
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