Charlie has decided that on Fridays he will wear terrible things "on deliberate" to hurt me. All week he'd been chortling in anticipation of the damage he was going to inflict with his new yellow t-shirt. Unfortunately for him, it's actually quite pretty--a gentle chiffon-y hue. Here's my dejected little friend:
Perhaps to offset the pain he planned to inflict (or maybe to match his shirt), Charlie also brought us a sweet yellow rose from his garden. And--good news--D'Anne has decided that she likes us after all, and brought in these velvety-delicious warm-from-the-oven brownies.
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