And by popular, I mean three people, here are more photos.
Back in the 1980s, when I wasn’t as sweet as I am now (shut up, Tim), a co-worker gave me a coffee mug that says, “Perfect Bitch.” I thanked him for agreeing believing I was perfect.
Here’s Timmy drinking from the Perfect Bitch mug. He should have taken it home with him, as it’s the ideal “I just quit smoking” mug.
Do not adjust your monitor.
Paul and Timmy at Barnaby’s, a favorite Montrose restaurant.
Tim looks so serious. Rex is dreaming of a 7.5-pound perch.
Me, plotting ways to make Jim miss his flight. Jim, knowing what I’m doing.
Those are great! Now you just have to figure/plot a way to get them to move into the compound too. lol. Or at the very least, come to visit more often.
debbi
aawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww puppy!!
Thanks!!!! Keep them coming!
Oops, that was me. I was in too much of a hurry to express my appreciation to log in, I guess.