A tote bag, a platter of tomatoes, and a bag of dressing, in sandals
It all began with me not RSVPing in time for a cookout. Because I emailed a good 6 hours after COB Friday my pasta salad was bumped. Of course I did not discover this till Sunday morning when I bothered to look at my e-mail for that account. So Sunday morning, too lazy to actually … Continue reading A tote bag, a platter of tomatoes, and a bag of dressing, in sandals