'Course, you've got to go to Asheville, NC, to get there . . .
. . . but why wouldn't you?
I mean, just look who you run into when you get there.
Oh, hi Mistah!
Totally plum crazy.
I spied Mr. Moon, who reminded me vaguely of my dearest friend and mascot Mr. Met, and yelled to Julie, "Come on!" She jumped up without a question or second thought and followed me as I chased Mr. Moon for a photo.
We've been to Asheville approximately one million times . . .
. . . and we've been to McCormick Field approximately one million times . . .
. . . and I will tell you this . . .
. . . it just keeps getting better every time.
See you next time, Mr. Moon.
just love, love, love your blog.
ReplyDeleteOoh, you and Julie and Mr. Moon?! It doesn't get better than that!! Hope Mistah wasn't too jealous.
ReplyDeleteI also think I may have spied Julie's new(-ish) boy? Quite handsome ;-) And if that's *not* your boyfriend, Julie, then maybe he should be.
There is a guy in the background of one of those driving-Erin-crazy shots that looks so much like an ex-boyfriend of mine that I had to enlarge the photo to scrutinize. You know who I'm talking about, right, Jacquie?
xoxoxoxoxo! Can't wait for more NC posts.
Beth
Aw, I love all of your faces so much! So happy that you had some sister time, it's such a good and necessary thing.
ReplyDeleteLove.
Jacquie