From the lingerie boutique la scrap happy girl.One pink old lady night gown.
One very tired, hot Rod taking a nap on the couch after work.
Our shower/bath tub
also my unusual quirkiness of life continues. Today I had left the apartment to go get Clipie I had taken him to work because he was running late. (parking is an issue here at this plant, a story for later) So he could walk in and not take eleventy hundred hours to walk a mile back to his job. So as I approached the exit ramp a teenage (high school) boy waved me down. Yes I took precautions but he was way young and I'm worried something is way wrong, it was 2:20 pm. He asked me if I could give him a lift to the high school. I'm assuming it was local, I think I know the name of the local high school. I didn't respond right away, I really didn't know what to do. I told him no, your under age but your welcome to use my cell phone. He said he was "covered".
If you ask me I think he was trying to get back to school to hitch a ride on the bus because the little turd probably was skipping school. I thought about calling the fire station (they have fire and police station close to the apartment) but what would that do? I also considered calling the school but they would probably think I was a nut job so, I'm just thinking about that little twerp. Life is so strange some times.