Here's Margaret in the mountains, lady of the manor, negotiating the complex, convoluted, tricky, precise arrangements for the huge 4th of July bash. Every year a huge crowd, 100+, gather for games, drinks, food and fireworks. Molly sits next to her waiting for a treat. Also my cousin Debbi asked me what happened to the PhD guy who basically felt me up on the 4 train. The next day, he pretended he didn't know me, but then again, I did the same. Game, set, match. Love. Is it not a many splendored thing?
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