Friends with snark are the very best friends.
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From: Evelyn
Sent: Monday, October 15, 2007 9:33
To: Alison
Subject: RE: how did it go?
Ok good to go! The mittens are always a dead give-away.
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Sent: Monday, October 15, 2007 10:21 AM
To:
Subject: RE: how did it go?
Oooo, ouch. Probably mid-twenties. I don't think his mittens were pinned to his coat sleeves.
From:
Sent: Monday, October 15, 2007 9:20
To:
Subject: RE: how did it go?
Was his Mom with him at the market or how ‘young’ was he?
From:
Sent: Monday, October 15, 2007 10:08 AM
To:
Subject: RE: how did it go?
Pretty quiet, actually. Shell and I went out for dinner at the Cheshire Cat. Natalie joined us after dinner for drinks. Krista bailed on us -- had a house showing/open house she had to prepare for. Stayed at the pub til 11:30 or so. Nat went home. Shell and I went to my place and had a fire in the fireplace and drank a bottle of wine and talked til 1:30. It was nice though. And the waiter was cute. Young, but cute. And I ran into him the next morning at the farmers' market and he remembered me and said hi.
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Sent: Monday, October 15, 2007 8:17
To:
Subject: how did it go?
How did the celebration go?
"I don't think his mittens were pinned to his coat sleeves."
ReplyDeleteOMG, that is so funny. I do so love some snark.
Thanks for making me laugh.
LMAO! That's hilarious!
ReplyDeleteGlad you had fun and the mittend pinned to the coat comment - spit chai tea on my keyboard. Are we evn now?
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