A few weeks ago, my friend turned a year older. We were on our way to visit R’s parents and stopped through on the way.
Oh my goodness.
Also, Oh Stanley!
That’s what I said every other second for the night we were there.
This is Stanley.
I love sad dogs.
One time my sister and I went to Petsmart and we found Freckles. He was sad. I still regret not buying him.
Look at those eyes. I know what he’s thinking.
“Why is life so hard. What is my purpose. Who is this person shoving their face into mine. I want to jump out that window over there.”
The next day we woke up and treated S to a round of golf.
But first I had to give her a bday gift.
Our library gives some books away free. And no I don’t mean I just walked out with it. It really was free.
And this was one! Perfect for S.
This book along with a pink plastic flamingo for their housewarming gift has led me to believe that I’m probably the world’s best gift giver.
It ended up being a nice sunny (littly chilly) morning. We only played nine holes before heading off to lunch.
And I actually enjoyed myself. I think it took not playing for a year and a half to come back a little more laid back. That being said, I can’t wait for more rounds.
I wish Stanley would come along.
i wish we picked up pepper, too. my heart, my heart.
i wish we picked up freckles, too. my heart, my heart.
can you delete the “pepper” line? i was thinking of the horse that almost killed me.
i don’t like that i can’t edit/delete my own postings.