Bachelorette

Not last weekend, but the weekend before, friends and neighbors came knockin at the door. As I sat down, they came in, gave me spatulas and a frying pan.

cake

Down in the wine bar, where grape juice flows,
there sat Nelly, sweet as a rose
Along came Farmer, kissed her on the nose.
How many kisses? Only she will know.

wine

Nelly and Farmer, sitting in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
First comes love, then comes marriage,
then comes a week in Maui (not a baby carriage).

tooth

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    Ann said,

    You will never know what comes next thats the exciting part! Also the tulips are up at my house but no blooms!!


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