Sweet B brightens a weekend

The B was in Woodbury for a few days, so all was ecstatic here.

B, late one evening: “I am having difficulty sleeping.” (Yes, she really talks this way.)

Related adult: “Why?”

B: “I sleeped yesterday.” (She talks this way, too.)

Monday, friends watched the Memorial Day parade from our front yard. B and Dolly decided to dress alike. I have no idea who that fat old out-of-uniform guy is.

Whoever he may be, sweet B flipped for his company.

He, of course, flipped for hers long ago.

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