En Images: Wherein le Plume vole au nord - Edition 2

August 19, 2009 candacemorris 1 Comments

The night I met her...


Thai was feeling the magic.



And we felt a wee bit giddy.



But we finally settled in for the wee hours,
those morning hours where you just can't get enough
of someone you've loved for a long time,
but only just met.

Tootles,


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1 comments:

...just realizing now how bombastic my expressions tend to be. Thanks for loving me anyway. AND for being 1/4 of the magic. We're QUITE like a delicious cookie recipe. I'm the butter. Kelly is the craisins. KJK is the vanilla. You're the chocolate chips. We're missing many ingredients BUT that's what makes the recipe magical.

Anyway.
Love you.
Miss those fat cats a heap.