SIX-THIRTY IN THE MORNING, PEOPLE. 6:30am. Tabatha looked this fabulous at six-thirty in the morning. I do not think I can emphasize that enough. I, on the other hand, looked like a crazy truck driver. No… worse than that. I looked like a crazy truck driver ran me over this morning. It was great. I’m sure we looked like quite the pair walking around downtown Holland. Oh well. Tabatha never fails to make me laugh. I had a blast talking about her recent European adventures. Yay for traveling and adventures and for mid-afternoon naps. zzzzzzzzzzz