By the time you are reading this, we will be in Paris. I have cleverly scheduled this to post while I’m in transit. And then? Home to Vancouver.
My original plan was to write up some timeless and thought-provoking posts (!?) Â that would publish while I was then off on my bike trip June 30-July 9. Uh, hem…yes, well…
Alas, that was another thing that got procrastinated in favour of more wine, duck, baguettes and olives.
Still. I have a new plan. We’ll just see if it works…
Not really anatomically correct though. I thought their, ahems, were much bigger as matadors? And do the Stupids ride again on the 30th?
Cajones?? Is that the word you’re reaching for?
Actually I’m guessing the reverse is true. Have I never told you my theory about men who drive ramped-up trucks and revving cars? I call it SPS; Small Penis Syndrome-the need to compensate with big motors or in this case by killing a bull with spears. Hence the tight pants that reveal not-so-much.
Wow, time flies. Enjoy Paris and rest up as your next stint will take some energy.
No kidding Martha. Now that we’re back in Vancouver, it feels like we never left at all. What is that all about??
Bike trip starts tomorrow. Yikes.
I love this picture!!
Me too Carly. It’s so hokey 🙂