And Then She Took Me Junkin'

I drove up to Oklahoma City last week.

What a great city.

So very different from Dallas.

The last time I spent any amount of time in OKC was just over 21 years ago

and quite frankly the only thing I remember about that visit

is trying to find a place to nurse the three week old man-cub.

So this visit was different.

 

I got to visit with all of these ladies.

 

 

And then Robin Thomas took me junkin';

and it was good.

Here are a few things I brought home with me...

{not the dog hair or slobber on the floor... that was already here}

 

 

That world atlas is going to make an awesome mega-travel journal.

The scrapbook is really pretty, though it's full of clippings about the Dionne quintuplets-

and I mean it's full... and that's kinda creepy.

The little "top o' the morning" book, well there's that Wolfhound I now have;

so of course that was a given.

 

 

I heard that cow tell me to bring him home with me.

So I did.

 

 

Eight to ten pages of dog show ribbons; front and back.

I like dogs.

 

And the piece de resistance...

 

 

This leather book is big and heavy and has steel engraved prints of Shakespeare's plays.

Plus Shakespeare's plays.

 

 

I had to actually think about this one.

I knew I would want to cut it up, but knew that I wouldn't be able to bring myself to.

It's just too awesome.

However, that dilemma was taken care of for me when I went to open it and the cover fell off.

Done deal.  No more qualms about cutting that baby up.

 

Thank you, Robin Thomas and Oklahoma City.

I had a lovely time.

 

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Also, I owe a lot of emails.

I promise I'm getting to that!

Sorry.