Two medium size red pots, ready for the Student Art Sale this fall.
It's a really, really big deal for us to stay up late. "Late" as in after 10:00 p.m. Face it, we are old duds. Actually, Susan is usually asleep by 10 (thank you, Ambien) and I listen to my audible books while sitting out on my balcony till about 10:30. So when our new friends -- I'd tell you their names but they are probably in the witness protection program so let's just call them John and Therese -- asked us to join them.... at a LOUNGE....
Fortunately, they promised we would be home by 9:00 p.m. (and we were) and best of all, they would drive. We love the Driving-Miss-Daisy routine.
We had fun and felt like real grown-ups. Margaret was great, the Skylark Lounge was so dark you had to grope your way to a table so the atmosphere was appropriate, we enjoyed being with our friends, and we had excellent pizza. The fun part was when people in the audience came up and sang with Margaret -- not karaoke but real singing. One guy had a snazzy little briefcase that he carried his harmonica in and he accompanied her with that.
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