let the good times roll. . . .

what happens in barga, stays in barga ~ canon 20 d
back in the day i used to be a wild girl.
and many of those wild times happened with
my friend sue. somehow, when the two of us
get together, and the music is blaring, we get
going.
now we are older, a little more tired,
a little less outrageous...
but we still know how to have fun.
half my laughs belong to her.
and i know, that when we are 80, taking our
annual trips to italy, we will still be rocking the house,
(or rocking in our rockers at the very least.)