garden! the timing was apparently necessary as the dill was
supposedly in danger of being consumed. we'll call the
connoisseur...geronimo.
it's christmas afternoon here in the stc and people are milling around
like they partied too hard. yestetday, in true cavalier rock star
fashion, it was decided that the party would continue at 'the corner'
- st charles' local bar - after aunt ellen's. we brought the party
(and probably the only 2 foreign folk that have ever stepped foot in
that establishment) and rocked it. real hard. taking shots with the
entire zerr family was probably the highlight of my evening.
of note: day 2 in the zerr household. mr zerr (mick) walks in the
door...
katherine: morning, mick!
me: morning, mick.
mick: morning, nance!
1 comment:
I'm delighted to hear that you're on a first name basis with Mr. Zerr-er, Mick. And that he's calling you Nance. :) That makes my holiday season sparkle just a little bit more.
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