Here, have some pictures*.
Not what having handicapped plates means.
Another thrift find top.
I'd assumed we were all grown ass women, but apparently not so much. This was first thing in the morning, by the way, in a professional office building. A grown up did this.
Another thrifted top (and my thrifted purse there in the background).
Bixby loves the chickens at Obedience Class. I do not love being stood up for class. Boo!
Well he's just so cute. And really good at stopping the cute as soon as I get the camera out. Jerkass.
Do you see the web?
Does this help?
Today we started a whole new week of Horse Camp. I know a dog who would love to come visit these geese.
*With apologies to those who may have already seen these elsewhere.
3 comments:
Love the thrift finds! And that web is crazy!
I usually take two spaces also but I park way out and walk, The spaces are small and I am sorry but not everybody drives a small vehicle.
This is a chronic problem at my office, and vehicle size does not play a role. It wasn't that big of a deal before, but now we've got a new office with 150 more people, so there are less free spaces in the parking lot. Plus there's actual handicapped parking (with wider spaces) one row up from where he is. I don't understand why he just wouldn't use a single handicap space instead of two regulars?
PS: His truck isn't bigger than our Chevy, and I can park it within the lines of a regular space. :) If his truck was bigger than ours, yeah, he'd definitely need more than one space.
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