You can take the girl out of America, but you can't take America out of the girl!
Miss D Money graced the Queen City with her own royal appearance Friday night. I last saw my soul sister in October when Southern Son and I went over to check out her British digs.
D Money brought along her hot brother GI Yogurt (or, I should say, GI Yogurt brought D down) for the festivities, including visits to two of our biggest haunts when D lived on this side of The Pond.
D - It was a wonderful time. I loved the laughs, the crazy ass pictures (I was judicious in which pictures to post on the internet) and the reminiscing.
I miss our walks, I miss our talks, I miss our Happy Hours.
Gosh, I can't wait until you move back to this side of the ocean.
1 comment:
Your hair looks fabulous by the way...
I'm so jealous. My hair is like a trainwreck. Blonde. Bad cut. Fried.
Ewww...
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