You should be honest around everyone.
After dinner, I went to the lake with Blondie and walked to the end of a dock, carrying one of the pumpkins from our wedding. We swung it in our arms to a chant of “one, two, three, THROW” and threw it hard and screamed, “We’re married.”
It was the one at the end that you can barely see.
They were sitting in the strawberry swing.
Pumpkin waterbombs. I was just going to e-mail you today and demand you update your blog.
ReplyDeleteTrue about the honesty thing. Someone I know described it as this: "It doesn't cost the painting anything to be looked at." Like, even if someone who hates the painting is the only person who sees it that day doesn't mean it should stop being beautiful. Even if only for its own sake.