Skipping Down Memory Lane

First, thanks to all who voted in the monetary dilemma poll, and for your positive comments. For now, we've decided we don't need to sign a contract right away (after all, it isn't until October we will move), but we are pretty sure we want to live in the happy place.

And now on to the actual fun of this post - a walk down memory lane with a very good friend of mine.

Once upon a time, in a land very close by, there was an art class. It was filled with...well, heads. Not your usual type of heads, but ones like AbbyHead and AmyHead and MoleyHead and KayHead. Silly things tended to happen, involving wheely chairs and lung-coating sprays:

KayHead, MoleyHead's head, AmyHead

The particular head I got to visit with again is KayHead (it's been a whole year since I got to see her last). She and I go way back to the days of math class, perforations, and train wrecks. One of the (many) things I love about KayHead: she's married and has two kids, but she is still the same person. I don't think anything will ever change my friend. I certainly hope not.

Silly things still happen when she's around:

Someday, I've decided, I am going to live right next door to KayHead and her little heads. I can't wait!