For my lovely blog friend Janelle over in hot Tanzania in her little house on the hill who you must go and visit, because she’s feeling momentarily unloved thanks to a meanie on the hill who didn’t invite her to her party. Why is it, that even at the ripe old age of forty something we revert back to feeling like a hot-flushed-cheek child, biting your lip furiously in an attempt not to cry at the so very hard lesson of not being invited to a birthday party.
ANYWAY. As per your request my lovely for some cold pictures that are the yang to your gorgeously hot pictures (and yes, I want to know what’s at the end of that road):-
janelle
January 20, 2013oh MY! how BEAUTIFUL and COLD and WHITE and tolstoy and everything! here torpid…everyone flaked out including Felix…bottom’s up. and i have found the vanilla vodka in the freezer that the vet refused to drink at her last visit. oh well. someone’s gotta. . love ya lulu. you rock. KABISA! x j
Family Affairs
January 20, 2013Ha ha – enjoy – Lx