Here's a picture of the lurvely Julie Ramsey and I (I'm the blonde) from the TKA party (which I snagged from Nephele Tempest). I've got a story about Julie that involves bras (natch) but I'll save that for another time.
And Mel Francis -- I'll be your fangirl anytime. I have a loud squeal; I once walked away from Mardi Gras with hundreds of strands of beads (and my boobs stayed firmly in my shirt). That too is a story for another time.
Hey! What do you know. I've tried several times on past entries to insert a comment, and it would never let me. Yahoo!
ReplyDeleteHi there. Glad you had such a good time at the convention... and equally glad your boobs stayed put. :)
Tami
By the way, as an afterthought, this is the weirdest verification code I've ever had to type: nqqtqqm
I feel like I'm stuttering in print.
lol, oops, I read it wrong. Those weren't your boobs! Sorry. Still glad you had a good time.
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