This is Carrie, my husband's sister. Isn't she beautiful? I took this photo of her on Saturday because on Saturday she was over at my house. Carrie owns her own condo in the city; she's a hard working professional, a single, independent kind of gal (think Mary Tyler Moore). I'm a stay-at-home mom with four rowdy children, live in a small predictable neighborhood, and divide my time equally between the grocery store, library, and the YMCA. "You want to come and keep me company while Troy is out of town?" I asked her on a whim, without getting my hopes up, assuming she'd have plans - like really big ones involving a theatrical production, a wine bar perhaps, maybe a dinner cruise around Lake Michigan. But yippee for me, she said yes and we had a lovely time together, and she helped me put the kids to bed, and we ate take-out food, and watched a movie, and sat leisurely around my kitchen table in the morning, talking and drinking coffee. Thank you, thank you Miss Carrie Marie, for a wonderful weekend!
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