“Hey gal, you still on your bed? What time you go to bed last night?” shouted my dad from the other side of phone.
“About twelve, I think…” I replied with a huge yawn, stretching one of my arms out.
“10 hours you sleep! Ooh, that’s fair enough! You’ve got to wake up now!” That’s how my dad being the morning alarm to call us gets out of bed. Ha.
Here are some clumsy pictures of us on the bed. Hee-hee.
Setting up to go out for lunch soon later. Do you notice that I’m in my new specs?
Patio Season
9 years ago
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