Several friends came over for dinner last night, and after a long afternoon making the fixings for fajitas and perfecting our margarita recipe, followed by hours of good food and wine and talk, this is what I found when I finally staggered to bed at 11:30.
I had a difficult time explaining to Bella that, while she was welcome to remain, I did expect her to at least move over enough so I could actually get into the bed.
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