



And here's our runway model. She poses for everything, I'm telling you, especially when she has a medal to wear. She read 60 books! That was supposed to be one a day. Yeah, right. More like 12 days of reading 5 books at a time.
As you can see, I haven't figured out my photo editing program, hence the messy house background. That's ok, too. The sister missionaries came over unannounced today and saw much, much worse, because I've started on a big decluttering mission and the whole house is in complete chaos. They offered to help. But I'm still in my control freak "phase."
But pat me on the back--I emptied my closet of an entire industrial trash bag of my clothes. It's too heavy for me to carry out to the garage. Wow, I can actually move my clothes along the rod. Thanks, Peter Walsh and the Flylady.
Yep. Bob's next. Shh! Don't tell him. I can't lose my element of surprise. ; )
Oh. That's Bob's side of the closet is next, not Bob himself.
Thought I should clarify.
No pics of us? I'm so offended! :-) I think I even took most of those pictures.
ReplyDeleteAnd somehow I don't think many charitable organizations would pic Bob up off the driveway. They have weight limits, ya know.
Tiffany -- You make me laugh. And I'm still figuring out how to send you your pics. I'm feeling a little old and un-technologically savvy. Hugs! Tracy
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