Holy Crap, Remind Me To Buy A Swing
My mom sat down in the swing on the front porch this afternoon to think and it hit her where to look for the afore mention list. Then she went straight to the basement and there it was - still stuffed in the bag that we took to Paraguay 20 years ago. It was complete with names, phone numbers, and addresses. We will try calling some of the numbers later this week.
July 28th, 2004 at 12:36 pm
holy shit!! you’re getting so close!