Yesterday my friend Susan and I went to a flea market. Our husbands(
aren't they cute) are in a band called Norman Conquest and they practice on Sat morning. We had fun searching through other peoples junk looking for treasure. I found my treasure in this little boy. He was
buried in a box of
junky frames. He was so quiet and lonely I had to take
him home. I think I'll call him Buster. Later that evening my daughter and her new husband came from Columbus to make a birthday dinner for me. It was wonderful. Pork loin with roasted root vegetables. With a
decadent chocolate and
raspberry cake. All of us in the kitchen was a framed moment.
Yesterday my friend Susan and I went to a flea market. Our husbands(aren't they cute) are in a band called Norman Conquest and they practice on Sat morning. We had fun searching through other peoples junk looking for treasure. I found my treasure in this little boy. He was buried in a box of junky frames. He was so quiet and lonely I had to take him home. I think I'll call him Buster. Later that evening my daughter and her new husband came from Columbus to make a birthday dinner for me. It was wonderful. Pork loin with roasted root vegetables. With a decadent chocolate and raspberry cake. All of us in the kitchen was a framed moment.
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