No, not mine. Emma came out to her mom yesterday and today brought her girlfriend to meet her parents. Who invited us to have lunch out all together.
A meal with the Garrets is never boring. Doesn't matter where takes place. Xmass lunch two years ago: when they got ready to leave, Louise ended up on her fours dragging herself towards the door. This time she couldn't make it to the end of the meal. After soup she had to grasp R's hand in order to be able to seat in chair and not fall flat face in her vegetable soup. She managed to drop the butter dish in her bag which was open on the floor. But by the time the fish pie that she ordered arrived, she was already on her way back home, sustained, pushed and dragged by Emma and R. Apparently for breakfast she had 7 bottles of wine.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
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