Great nephews Michael (center), age 3 and Bryan (right), age 8. Gabe, age 5, decided not to be in the photo. I'm not sure why my face is so red. |
After the WOW event, we went to my nephew's new home. Beautiful! And huge! We had a glass of champagne, chatted for an hour with my nephew and his wife, and visited with my great nephews. Two of the boys sat with me for a photo. On the way home, I told Mr. B that the boys must think I'm really old! I know that as a child, I thought my great aunts and uncles were ancient. One great aunt's mouth clicked when she talked. My mom told me that she wore false teeth that slipped when she talked. I was always fascinated by my great aunt's teeth after that. I kept expecting her teeth to fall out.
Today I'm creating a newsletter for my Tuesday client. I didn't go to the sales meeting, but I did call in and listen on the phone. It is just too painful to walk right now. What have I done?
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