Tallulah-Palooza Friday

 

 

Last night we returned home after attending a retirement reception. Tallulah Mae greeted us, then we all went into the kitchen. B. and I then went into the bedroom to change out of our finery; usually Tallulah comes with us and jumps on the bed.

However, not this time...we couldn't find her, so we went back into the kitchen. We found her. Sitting. Staring. Wishing. Hoping.

The objects of her desire? Those cupcakes you see up there. As if! Dream on, Miss Mae...ain't going to happen.