Babies,
I know I haven’t been responding to comments. I have been puffy and crabby and preparing things for the book. Now, that’s no excuse, and I apologize. I’ll be back to my chatty self in a few days. And, in the meantime, a little indulgence?
And, no. I’m not going to model my book release on Shelley’s.
Merci my angels, merci.
I thought we had something special. </3
I have no explanation for the first picture.On the second however it is a little known fact,but there is a small dog biting her ankle under the table.I have always hated Pekes,
Maybe george can supply a plausible explanation for the first picture.
we’ve been feeling the same so it’s sort of comforting to know that you are Too.
take time to sit and admire your roses today.
*waving*
Hey Edward, I actually submitted a comment about the second picture (with a message for V) an hour ago but – oops! – posted under the wrong email address. So here it is again! –
Shelley came to regret mixing Ex-Lax and Vodka just before her book-signing…
Feel better, Ms Vickie, excited about the tome, have a marvellous mini-vacation, everyone will be over-joyed to see you return refreshed and recharged.
Edward, for the first pic how about –
Ms Winters realized too late she was supposed to put the *cake* in the oven and the *baby* in the cot. 😉
Too funny 😀
Be well, sweet friend, and know that you’re in my thoughts. Take your time… xoxox L.
“Crabby” has reached this side of the world too. Had such vexations on Friday that I think I have actually made myself ill; now feeling very sore throated and unhappy. That will teach me to raise my voice with Government bureaucrats.
Dearest V
Will forgive you so long as you promise not to through the crockery at me.
Yours ever
The Perfumed Dandy
Thanks George.I do not like by babies too crusty though.Funny picture that just calls out for a few matching comments.
er my babies.If I recall anything about babies my children never got crusty,but ohhhhh those nappies.
These are great Shelley photos. I can’t think of one Shelley performance that I didn’t like.