Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
"We Three"
Friday, May 08, 2009
Oooey gooey me...
Sorry, just couldn't stop myself. I found a neat filter that turned my little $3.99 Safeway bouquet into poster art, or that's what it said it was doing, and I thought that was just so sweet. I refuse to hate myself, though. I like sweet, after all, I listen to Mantovani and Barry Manilow, and I'm not ashamed to admit that, no, I'm not. Really. And the neat thing is the flowers are still sitting (sweetly) on my table, right where they were when I took this photo. How sweet it is!
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