Last night, before we went out to drinks (and dinner!) while riding in the elevator.
Steady: Uh, honey, I don't know if I should tell you this... [looks at my feet] mary: Oh no. I have to go fix it. Steady: It's an interesting fashion statement. mary: No, it's not. I'll be right back. Steady: I'll be waiting outside.
Here's a picture I took after I hopped off the elevator on the next floor and ran back upstairs to fix it.
And here's one from one of my mom's flower gardens, while I'm sharing pictures:
The Fine Print:
Clearly, a short story about how I almost embarassed myself is a lot to get out of me on June 29...
