This was me last Saturday afternoon enjoying the last of the Harry Potter series (well, until JK Rowling runs though her cash and needs to write a prequel or sequel). For the record . . . I loved it but found the middle dragged a bit. review tomorrow (or sometime soon - I have started, HONEST).
Firstly, some back story on the photo. Yesterday my pal Palma from the slowtravel message board posted a pic about her swollen ankles on her blog. Recently back from three weeks in Italy, she had the nerve to tell us about her truly amazing trip and then bemoan her swollen ankles. What was I to do but post a snide comment? I know, you can't imagine that from me. What can I say, it was a weak moment!
She responded by posting a comment on the message board about my white legs in my pic. She said that the pic was on my blog and in 3 hours I have had 70 people click though wanting to see my lily white legs (I believe was the descriptor). Sadly the pic was never posted on my blog - in fact I have never posted a pic of me at all as I am as photogenic as dirt and the world needs more beauty, less dirt. I had, however, posted the pic in the July book thread on the message board because hardly anyone every goes there! LOL
Sadly, Palma (who people have called my twin sister separated at birth because we are so alike) was confused. Excessive sun and coffee will do that to a gal I have heard!
However, in the interest of satisfying the purulent wishes of those who click through wanting to see my lily white legs I have in fact now shared this pic with the world.
I take offense to the term lily white though, that is tanned. In fact that is me after 12 days of running about Maine in shorts and a bathing suit. This is as tanned as I get. If I wanted to be nice and bronze I would need to slather BBQ sauce about me . . . talk about a horrid mental picture!
Anyway. Enough nonsense. Have a swell start to the weekend folk!
Oh, Palma - I do hope those ankles 'slim' down shortly and when they do tell me how you did it because it might work wonders on my gut!
Excessive sun and coffee, true, but mostly I am suffering from Italy withdrawal. We left a restaurant Friday night, looked at the traffic whizzing by, a tattoo parlor down the street near where we parked, fast food restaurants on the corner, and both got the same look in our eyes.
I said, "Let's go to the piazza. Oh, there ISN'T one!"
Posted by: Palma | July 28, 2007 at 10:42 PM
Palma - you will have to move there. Then I would always have someone to visit! LOL
Posted by: Jerry | July 29, 2007 at 02:45 PM