Remembering the time when we had to go find Penelope, that ditzy friend of ours who ran off to Asia in search of giant bonsai trees.
I need to run off to somewhere to escape from the pain of writing a totally made-up-and-in-no-way-relating-to-anyone-or-anything-that-is-or-ever-has-been-alive-or-that-I-have-ever-met-or-even-happened-to-live-with novel.
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Oh, but Penelope led us to Taktshang and, well, you know...
or are we still not talking about that part?
Hee hee - remember that testy mule that nearly threw Penelope right down the mountain after she slipped down a little trying to hang on to those ridiculous Jimmy Choo flats?
That was funny.
Oh, shoot - VERY cool painting. Love the label and stamp.
I just remember being relieved that she at least had the sense to not wear those other Jimmy Choo shoes -- you know, the pink heels? Of course, maybe they just didn't go with her outfit. Sense very seldom was something Penelope had.
And thanks.
Oh. And no, I don't think we can talk about the other part yet.
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