We were forced to attend another party this evening. What a tough life 🙂
I got to wear another beautiful frock and hopefully I don’t look too bony and emaciated in it.
I also got a nice photo of myself with Dad who seems to be turning into a party animal as he gets older. He stays up later partying than all the rest of us.
The kids looked just as cute as ever:
My sister, Josey, discovers that high heels are not suited to gravel.
No, this is not the groom kissing her in this next one.
And now I must go to bed if I’m to run laps around the grape vines again tomorrow.