Ok, so you're invited to a Halloween party and you aren't creative enough to think up a costume. At least Maryellen and I had her two black cats, Pete and Repeat, for props, but we had to leave them home. Maryellen's shirt said "I don't do costumes." She wears it every year.
Isn't this scary? Where is my Oil of Olay when I need it? The only secret to aging is giving up closeups and looking in the mirror!
1 comment:
Sue,
I'm really enjoying your story of life in Sicily. At times the web is too busy and our computer too slow, and I can't get the photos, but I just try again at another time or day.
E-mail me and keep me posted on the rest of your life.
Love,
Syl
Post a Comment