Lory and I have a standing summertime date.
Friday afternoons are for us.
We started out at Mom and Big's pool but when they moved
we had to adapt.
It was easier before we had responsibilities
And again we have adapted.
A Margarita Thursday or Wednesday or Saturday
is not unheard of.
Really, the day doesn't matter.
And truth be told, the margarita is not *absolutely* required.
(Lory doesn't read these, right?)
It's us connecting.
This year we have made it a point to reach out.
To share the love, so to speak.
Most weeks it's just (but not *just*) the two of us.
This past week was fantastic!
Some people came and went,
like Lyn and Sarah Joy.
Lyn just comes through the back yard :o)
And some people got here after the group photo op.
A few of the guys showed up later and we all enjoyed a
What a wonderful, eclectic, group of women.
No one person knew every woman here
before this afternoon.
But from the sounds of
no one person was a stranger by the end of the day.