Flashback Friday

The people who were on their way to being my parents, January 10, 1953

I meant to post this one last month, but magically it works for me for this week. It's 9 degrees f. outside right now; I'm hoping Biscuit can wait until it warms up to 10 before I take him out for his walkies (something about a double-digit temp, as long as it's in the positive, sounds warmer).

The magazine finally arrived last night. Dean and I have the day off together. It's going to be a great day.