Gimme a Head With Hair!
She asked him why…. ‘why i’m a hairy guy… i’m hairy noon and nighty night night, my hair is a fright…. i’m hairy high and low. but don’t ask me whyyyy’ Coz he don’t know!
Gratitude, day: I’m grateful my husband is such a great cook!!
Who is that? Not your husband, I would say.
Noooo, that IS my husband, when we first started dating 🙂 soon after we got married he cut his hair off
i see you are having a trip down memory lane. nice post, Elaine. i on the other hand have no interest in cooking anything whatsoever.
i have no interest in cooking anything whatsoever either lol
You know my bald head.Will you still love me, darling 😉
i still love my bald husband lol i think his bald head is sexy… so no need to worry, honey bunny 🙂
OMG! Who would have thought!!! And, yes, I know how much you love Hubby’s cooking.
his hair was as long as mine once, when mine was long that is lol remind me and i’ll show you a picture
I always enjoy visiting your blog. Never know what will show up. An old image of your husband? A photo full of emotional attachments and just being there for each other across a photo in a photo. 🙂
you really do have a magical way of making me feel good about my work, but i’m in a horrible deep pit of photographic despair right now
I understand. It occurs to all of us, and hopefully you will soon get out of this one too. If I could only be encouraging in any way. 🙂
even you, Otto, can’t get inside my head, i need surgery maybe lol fix the photography part of my brain