He kept contacting me on Facebook of all places, to please call him. I thought.....NAH...for all my bombast sometimes I get reticent every oncit in a while.
I did give him my phone number and finally I answered once and then he said can he please come out and take a picture...this is quite a story.
What? You think I can be flattered all to hell?
Heh.
So I got up early, combed me hairs and put on me face.
While I was talking to him with all of my passion, he holds up his hand, grabs his camera and says “stay still, I want your picture just like that, arm on fence....smile.”
It’s quite a nice pic and published great big and in full color. I got home the day of publication and next door left message, told me I looked great, it was a great story.
granddaughter here, eating molten lava cake just as it finishes. Whole house smells like chocolate.
Child loves her Mom-Mom.
Granddaughter and adorable red-head girlfriend on SECOND bowl of chocolate lava cake.
I am concerned that parents might not want this for children. I told them to tell parents you stole the lava cake from me, held me up at gun point.
precious angels, how I love that granddaughter of mine.