No matter how far in advance I saw it coming, turning 50 threw me. It shouldn’t have, but it did. How else can I explain having left town without telling all of you I was going?
We just got back. There are stories and stories, and oh my dears, just wait til you hear about the yummies! Give me time to throw the clothes into the washer and get the pix developed, and I’ll tell you all the best bits.
The whole thing started with the toilet breaking ten minutes before we left, but I don’t want to get ahead of myself here. You’ll know soon enough.
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