Think Snow!

A GREAT TIME was had by all at our College Gals’ Reunion in Georgetown.

We laughed and laughed until we cried. We had a little vino. Spent a lot of time trying to remember details of past dramas. Caught up on our Kids’ And Grandkids’ Lives and Times. Commiserated about all of our ailments and physical challenges. Tried to eat as sensibly as possible! Slept a teensy bit. (Stayed far, far away from politics. We're smart. Yes. Yes, we are.)

The Weekend Extravaganza is now a WONDERFUL, special, happy, important memory for all nine of us: Lizzie (The Hostess with the Mostest!), Drew, Ane, Mitchie, Sparky, Lotus, PJ, Donnie and Moi. (We do have a few pictures. They mean more to us than they would to anyone else. In our early-ish 60s, most of us would rather not focus on our individual beauty—at this point in time. I'm sure a lot of Ya’ll understand. Winky. Wink.)

Take my word for it: Those eight gals are GORGEOUS—inside and out.

So now it’s August 1^st. Trying to stay cool, kind, patient, hopeful and comfy is quite the challenge in Texas. Dog Days of Summer. This is what they’re called. We prefer to ignore television Weather Forecasts. They’re all the same. 100. 102. 103. 101. HIDEOUS. Dangerous. And the way it is. Nada we can do about it. Zilch.

Have a WONDERFUL week—wherever in the World Y’all are!

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