Even though Mary was quite contrary, she regularly ruined a perfectly good manicure in a bucket of dirt, working her ass off to make that garden grow.
Riding through the streets of Paris after her last afternoon class at the Sorbonne, Mireille made an unscheduled stop at the parapluie store after the clouds unexpectedly burst and huge raindrops fell, threatening to spoil the daffodils in her basket.
Gerard could think of nothing more pleasing than a Saturday morning spent in his favourite smoking jacket, reading the paper while sipping Earl Grey. He just never got the whole dog park thing.
Tiffany grew up in the Keys and had always dreamed of anchoring the water ski pyramid team*, but last week's close call with the gator had her thinking that maybe it was time to hang up her bikini & bathing cap and open a cupcake cafe with her little sister.
*When I was 7 or 8 or 9 we went to Florida and watched a water ski show featuring ramp jumping and human pyramids. I'm pretty sure the announcer mentioned the threat of alligators every 5 minutes. Or maybe I'm making that part up.
Rhonda had earned her all-around cord, so she was well-versed in always being prepared. She never left home without a handbag full of spare parts.
Tune in tomorrow....yes, there are more!