What a great photo! I think it would be best to frame it and hang in some place of honor in your home. Perhaps near where you read, so you can look up and see it!! ...debbie
OH, what a perk of being perforated :) Yes, Kim, it was a wonderful afternoon. NO, JES, I kept my hands to myself since his fiancee was sitting by my side. Framing and hanging is a great idea, Debbie. I am looking at the exact right spot over my desk. As to him feeling honored, I will say that I was told that HE wanted to meet ME.... whether that was gloss from my hostess or the truth, I'm choosing to believe it and revel in it. a/b
You know, I think I'd like to frame that picture myself and add it to the array at my house. Hoping that's okay. I'll have to replace my kaput scanner/printer/whatever machine, though, so I can print it on photo quality paper. Incentive.
AB- A radiant beam, indeed. I could be wrong about this but I remember seeing you on national news not long after the shootings, and marveled at your grace and courage, recounting the events. It is good to see you smiling - proof of the power of healing vibes. Btw - I came here by way of Nance, and I'm glad I did. Great reading. ;)
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I know that short Jewish girls from New York do get shot. I know that time does stand still. I know that my grandmother was right to remind me to wear nice underwear in case it had to be cut off me on the concrete in front of Safeway on a sunny Saturday morning. I know that total strangers will put themselves in danger to save the lives of others. I know that being a passenger in a med-evac helicopter is a very cool experience, and that I was right to turn my head and see my town spread out below me. I know that I am loved. I know that Gabby Giffords and I are married to very handsome very passionate very wonderful men. I know that pilates and yoga and strength training and aerobic exercise provide you with "remarkable bones" which can hold a host of pins and plates and other paraphernalia and I know that without my time in the gym my experience right now would be very different. I know that The Bride and Seret and MTF and Little Cuter and SIR will drop whatev...
your beautiful spirit shines through
ReplyDeleteYou both look pleased to be in such fine company.
ReplyDeleteAnd this is the loveliest picture of you.
And, perhaps you'll try your hand at poetry or try it further or...
Didn't we have fun? What an afternoon!
ReplyDeleteSo great to see you looking happy! xoxo
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful tonic to lift your spirits!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great photo! I think it would be best to
ReplyDeleteframe it and hang in some place of honor in your home. Perhaps near where you read, so you can look up and see it!! ...debbie
Great picture. (Please tell me you've got your left hand on his thigh. :))
ReplyDeleteI am sure he felt just as honored as you did!
ReplyDeleteOH, what a perk of being perforated :)
ReplyDeleteYes, Kim, it was a wonderful afternoon.
NO, JES, I kept my hands to myself since his fiancee was sitting by my side.
Framing and hanging is a great idea, Debbie. I am looking at the exact right spot over my desk.
As to him feeling honored, I will say that I was told that HE wanted to meet ME.... whether that was gloss from my hostess or the truth, I'm choosing to believe it and revel in it.
a/b
Your smile lights up the room.
ReplyDeleteFrame it indeed.
Helen
You know, I think I'd like to frame that picture myself and add it to the array at my house. Hoping that's okay. I'll have to replace my kaput scanner/printer/whatever machine, though, so I can print it on photo quality paper. Incentive.
ReplyDeleteAB- A radiant beam, indeed. I could be wrong about this but I remember seeing you on national news not long after the shootings, and marveled at your grace and courage, recounting the events. It is good to see you smiling - proof of the power of healing vibes.
ReplyDeleteBtw - I came here by way of Nance, and I'm glad I did. Great reading. ;)
So lovely and what a beautiful smile you have.
ReplyDeleteThat is a keeper, and most worthy of framing!
ReplyDeleteFame, that you didn't ask for is sweet nonetheless!
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