You can't tell me that this isn't a sweet face. I was lucky enough to have Miss Tara and her momma here for four whole days. I hated to let her go home on Friday. The house seems so quiet without them.
My last day after 37 years and 9 months was 12/31/11. I am so enjoying not dragging my butt out of bed at 5:30 in the morning; not having ravenous alligators stacked at my door snarling for their pound of flesh;not dealing with all the people with their hands out saying, "Gimmie."
I'd like to publish some of my writing and I'm contemplating the possibility of becoming a freelance copy editor.
I'm married and have a grown son and daughter. They have blessed me with a grandson and a grandaughter.
I'm a native Californian who got lost and wound up in Illinos, then migrated south to Texas. Hallelujah!
3 Comments:
She has the prettiest hair. Seems like the inquisitive type too, or maybe it's just the expression.
This little one is a human dynamo. She's never still and she "talks" incessantly.
Awwwwwwwww!
John
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