...and a dozen beers works pretty well with my husband.
Chris stopped by with both on his way from Hawaii to Alaska to the San Juans to Portland to the gorge to Eugene to New Jersey to Florida to Hawaii... He had just driven down the Alcan and had gathered some rocks along the way (no, really?) Ellie is a sucker for a good rock - Mags needs a little more convincing, but a little bowl of water to dip them in to bring out their colors and she was on board.
When you tell a Jazzercise class that you've just left your former boyfriend and your husband at your house drinking beer, there is an audible gasp, but really, it's fun when Chris blows through town. And blow through he did... He's off now to the next stop, but not until we had some fun last night at the house and this morning at Starbucks. Maybe we'll see him again over the summer... Hey, Chris - nice beard.
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