Thanksgiving
Remember your first best friend? This is how Kayla Jean Dobbs and I got it done in Cherokee Park. I’m so thankful for my friends and family. If we let them, the holidays can remind us that we’re more alike than different…that home isn’t so much a physical place as a state of mind…and that wealth is best measured in family, friends and laughter.
November 19th, 2007 at 4:16 pm
Gurl, 1962?!?!?! I was -16 then! (that’s NEGATIVE 16) I love those saddle Oxfords! NO WONDER President Nixon told you that you “were a cute baby.”
You are THE CUTEST ‘lil thing EVER (next to me) and I want to shrink you down and keep you in my pocket with me so that I can play with you on a whim. I wish I could pat pat pat your ‘lil head right now.
P.S.-I really LOVE your caption to this picture and agree wholeheartedly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
November 20th, 2007 at 9:27 am
Why am I the only one that got my “commenting on” for this picture?
I guess your adolescent beauty is just too distracting…
November 20th, 2007 at 9:57 am
Sher, your state of mind and wealth is based solely on your relationship with me and nothing else.
November 20th, 2007 at 10:53 am
SA,
So where is Kayla Jean Dobbs today?? Cherokee Park - is that over past the downtown airport - think we run a 5k there each year?
November 21st, 2007 at 1:52 am
I have searched for Kayla and not found her. There’s a Jim Dobbs in Shreveport I’m going to call. Yes, this is a warning to him! What will I say?
November 21st, 2007 at 9:52 am
Hi - I’m Sherri and Miss NSU from 1980 something…….
November 27th, 2007 at 9:34 pm
Good one, George!
November 27th, 2007 at 9:34 pm
Ohhh..but it’s not 1980…it’s 1890!
November 27th, 2007 at 9:52 pm
Ohhh - Tough crowd - Sher, you get no respect around here!