It's 72, the real feel is 92. 92! It's so H U M I D !
I don't have anything I have to do today, so I will finally start a project I've been wanting to do.
I'm going to go through and collect old photos of our family reunions over the years and put them together in a slide show.
Thought it'd be nice to have this year at the reunion.
The older ones are dying off, and a lot of us my age are having trouble remembering who belonged to who, and the younger ones have no real clue who anyone is.
You know what several have told me? They want name tags! So I'm trying to figure out how to color code them to each original sibling.
Hope everyone enjoys their day.
Happy Friday!
-- Edited by lilyofcourse on Friday 28th of June 2019 01:10:57 PM
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
It's a long weekend up here, too. Canada Day is the 1st. Not sure what to do yet - hopefully find some sort of date for the fireworks. Maybe hang with my friends and their kids.
On a totally separate note, can peeps send me some uplifting thoughts, prayers or energy? Happyness, lightness, etc. It's a heavy office day ... it feels like there are a lot of dead people in my office today (lots of people dealing with recent/intense/violent loss). Weighs heavy.
You know why you never see elephants hiding up in trees?
Because they're really good at it!
Hope have a better evening.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
That's fantastic, Lily! I actually laughed out loud. :D
I'm sitting in the office foyer trying to allow my office to 'energetically' clear itself. My coworker went in and came out and actually commented on how my room seemed 'strange' today. I told him it was full of ghosts.
And I am home! Sonny was so excited to see me, hasn't left my side. I've done some unpacking but most will have to wait until tomorrow. Such a fun time we had.
That upgrade was a godsend. When we arrived at the airport, all the kiosks for our airline were wonky so people had to get the tickets at the counters. The line was 3 hours long. Because I was in biz class I was in a special area and able to skip the line and also could check in DS and my Father and his QM wife even though they were not in biz class. Dad and his wife were on a different flight but I was able to arrange assistance for them while in Biz Class. That worked out very well.
Nice to be back.
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