Last night Dyls took me to Max Brenner to celebrate our 6th year together. We had a chocolate feast!
Chocolate Pizza.
Dylan said he preferred Godfather's dessert pizza.
This is when Richard Hell told me all about the olden' days in New York, and then he sang a song.
I saw this baby pigeon and it occurred to me that I never see baby pigeons and I wonder where they are all hiding. This one was just chilling. I think it was disabled in some way.
4 comments:
Congratulations! WOW!
poor little pidge.
and congrats babe!
Happy 6th, MacD and Dyl!
whoa. six years! that's longer than high school. crazzzzzzzzy!
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