Friday, September 23, 2011

Nose to the Grindstone

Emil wanted Shelly to see his work station.

Alas, she left yesterday morning and I am doing dishes alone once more .... And working again. It is warm/hot outside — shorts weather — and I am sitting in here with a shawl on. What can I say? Wuss.


  1. She looks great!
    You looks great!
    Everybody looks great!

  2. She DOES look great ... and I couldn't see even ONE grey hair on the old girl!


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