So when we were in So Cal this amazingly good-looking family rented the beach house next to ours. Like, they were movie star good-looking. And they spent a lot of time in skimpy swimwear talking about shopping and personal trainers and so forth. So I made the comment that it was like living next door to a reality television show--the Kardashians or something. Let me tell you we made merry with THAT idea.
And then one afternoon I looked at me, my sister-in-law, my daughter-in-law, and my niece sitting on the beach in our non-swimming suits as the four of us were knitting and I went, "And that family next door? They think they're living next door to the Duggars."
It's useful to have a shift in POV in life as well as in writing . . .
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ha ha. too funny. You're the cutest duggar, ever.
here you go--hate reality television, don't know who the duggars even are! I feel completely inadequate.
How does anyone knit on the beach? It's bad enough to get sand between toes let alone between stitches. :D
Renae, again.
The Duggards would be very comfortable vacationing in Gilbert, AZ. I miss you and that eclectic neighborhood. Lets have lunch in July, please.
You forgot to mention how good looking you all are too :)
It is so much easier to go through life completely unaware of my inadequacies. I think everyone secretly wishes they could be me....
If only you could have taken the Duggars tator tot casserole over to them...
Oh, my....would that have been incredible? the look on their suntanned, sculpted faces...
I still like that tater tot casserole.
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