I FIND THE BRACELET . . .
When I came home, I found the bracelet. It had spent the entire day comfortably . . . in my underwear. Obviously, when I tucked in my shirt, BOTH clasps opened and it dropped . . . luckily, 'cause if it had dropped through my slacks, it could've been lost anywhere in the Condominium Complex, the Clubhouse, the Condo itself, two different cars; in short, we probably would never have found it. So all's well that ends well. And when I told Nancy, she laughed harder than I've ever seen her laugh in the years I've known her.
THE MORNING AFTER . . .
Our yard was flooded to the point of having a small pond right off the deck, so we let Cari & Rico (back in their regular roles as our Family Pets) swim in it, looking for frogs & fishes. This was a reward for being such troopers (or is that troupers?) on The Wedding Day.
Looks pretty tropical to me . . . let's hope there aren't any alligators in here!
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