Finally! I've gotten to meet a virtual bloggety-friend, in the flesh. We are no longer imaginary friends. Nancy is a writer with a rich family heritage. She's sensitive and funny, an encourager, a woman of faith, and she can rock a foil hat. You should visit her here. We like to talk to each other in movie quotes. So today, she's Nan of Green Gables, and I'm pretending to be Diana Barry. What? No raspberry cordial in the pantry? SNAP!
Nancy, you made me laugh so much!
But your ignored the rule: "stripes at dinner"
People break down into two groups. We're group number one. Miracle girls.
Minor bit of trivia - Nan-girl has the same map hanging in her home. Apparently we both spent our honeymoons on Martha's Vineyard. And we both bought the same souvenir map. Freaky...