As always, the month ends in pictures. This particular day was not the best day, though. Here it is.
Well, this part was pretty good, too. This is my "new" thrift store outfit. Pretty jacket...
"Are you taking Sally for a walk?"
Chuck said, "Sally is taking us for a walk."
Henrietta actually smiled and flipped her hair. She called Sally to get into the truck and was gone. That is the only time since we have moved here that she has spoken to either of us. I had really appreciated that boundary.
It is bad enough that I have to live next door to my boyfriend's ex. Do we have to talk to her, now? Do we have to share her pets? Do I have to run into her when I have changed out of my pretty clothes and am out for a walk in my grubbies?