Where did it all start . . .
Both of us applying for the same job. By God’s grace you got it and I got . . . you
guessed it . . . another life lesson in being humble ;)
Somewhere along the way became friends and now I just love
you so much I can’t stand it.
Below is us pictured
at your birthday party . . . was this 49?
You are pictured below before you froze your hinny off on top of that
bus.
The Martini Ball here we
come. We were just to cool for that
“Dead Poet Society” party. It was on to
the Fairmont for us. Thanks Carol
Harle.
Here we are in Huntsville.
We are regularly in need of a pedi.
On to the dump wine bar to be groped by trashy men and we
are still smiling. We always have fun
don’t we.
A more cultured place in Huntsville. The rustic porch says it all.
Always looking to refine and pick up some culture . . . our
visit to the ____ house in Galveston. I
can’t remember the name, but clearly remember the experience.
You were up at daylight walking on the beach and I was in
bed until the very last minute. . . common denominator, we are in bed before
9! Always!
Here we are with our good friend from the Kat Café or
whatever it was called. Food, fun and
sun.
