Here comes Riveter!
Bill, Mar and I are driving to Denver with my parents tomorrow, then Bill and I are flying to Austin Friday morning for our debut performance the the Invasion of GoGirls.
I don't think that I'll be updating much, so I'll leave you with this:
After dinner last night:
Margaret: "Gramma, open your mouth."
Gramma opens her mouth.
Mar: "No, like this." She bares her clenched teeth. "So I can see her teeth."
Gramma clenches her teeth so Margaret can see.
Mar looking intently: "Yeah, you got something stuck in your teeth that you can probably floss out."
Indeed.
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