Looks like a wonderful Thanksgiving to me! Did you warn that adorable pooch before you shot a high-powered cork by his head?
So sorry about the poison ivy!!! I feel your pain, truly. It hits me HARD. My husband can pull the stuff out of the ground with his bare hands, never so much as getting an itchy little spot, and then I swell up and itch for weeks from doing his laundry ;(
Once upon a glass or twelve of wine, Jacquie and Beth and Ellie got to talking. We decided that we were all enormously smart and clever and hilarious, and that it would be a crime not to share our unique talents with the world. We decided to start a blog together.
We needed a name, so Jacquie asked Beth: “What should we call a blog about meand you and Ellie?” And the rest, as they say, is history. We are having a blast writing this thing, and if there was any trepidation that we were only smart and clever and hilarious that night because of all the wine, our words here thus far have succinctly affirmed our mutual self-admiration.
What are you reading?
Ellie - Middlemarch, George Eliot. Finally
Jacquie - The Nightingale, Kristen Hannah
Beth - Perfection: A Memoir of Betrayal and Renewal by Julie Metz
5 comments:
Blogspot won't let me type any words. I guess it thinks I talked enough yesterday to last a while....
Ellie
Words are overrated
looks like a great Thanksgiving! Are those the famous jeans? You're a hottie
Smoooooooooch!
Jacquie
I do think I see a little of West Texas around Mistah's neck!
It looks like the four of you had a good one, and started it off properly -- with champers:-)
Beth
Aw Jacquie, go on. No really. Yes, those are my famous jeans. They're really really great jeans.
Beth, Mistah actually got that bolo in Nogales Mexico when we were stuck in Nogales AZ for 9 days. Isn't he fancy?
Mumsie had a sip of champers, Kelly had a glass, Bill had 2 glasses, and I had the rest. Including the entire second bottle. Not pretty.
Ellie
Looks like a wonderful Thanksgiving to me! Did you warn that adorable pooch before you shot a high-powered cork by his head?
So sorry about the poison ivy!!! I feel your pain, truly. It hits me HARD. My husband can pull the stuff out of the ground with his bare hands, never so much as getting an itchy little spot, and then I swell up and itch for weeks from doing his laundry ;(
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