Sometimes the male model that I live with gets tired of posing for me and I have to import new people. It was funny every time I went to make a witty comment in his ear I would bonk my head on his hat.
I flew to Hillsboro to pick up my next posers. The Seaport flight is not like other flights. The pilot loaded up our luggage which hadn't even been x-rayed, came into the airport waiting room, and invited us to follow him. No full body screens, no stealing my moisturizer. They did ask me if my driver's license weight was correct. I toyed with the idea of keeping up the pretense that I weigh the same now as I did 20 years ago. But if the plane crashed because I had shaved "10" pounds off my reported weight, I would have felt bad. If these two had encountered any problems flying the plane, I was ready to step in. Well, reach in.
I made a funny joke to Luke that the dolls were drowning but he informed me that mermaids Do Not Drown. They still made me a little uncomfortable.
A quote from a conversation between Luke and Lydia-- Luke: When I grow up I'm going to marry mom. Lydia: You can't, she'll be dead by then. Evidently, 40's are the new 90's.
We got some parade watching in. Some inspecting of Grandpa's new office. Some dog walking. And some car washing.