Today was a frosty bright beautiful day here in Dumfries.
On the way home from work I saw some cows, and it was cold enough to see their breath. Which made me laugh because apparently that is the first thing I called Sharon Reid when we met, at age 9, which she doesn't let me forget.
So I was thinking of you and giggling, Sharon!
Everybody- her breath doesn't stink at all. She's lovely, really.
1 comment:
Hey Jen.
Thanks for thinking of me. And for acknowledging that I am now lovely. I learned all lovely ways from you.
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