Back in June, on the 20th to be specific, Nancy came into my life. She was a birthday gift from my mother. Two days later, I watched The Man cart her, along with my wedding gown (including the crinoline!) with his guitar on his back, down the street immediately after the fire. When I asked him why he bothered to carry her out of the house, he said “It was a birthday gift.” He wanted to be sure that I had one of my birthday gifts, particularly since I had such a wretched birthday.
So here she is.
And here’s what we’ve been working on together.
I have so many other plans, too. I loooove her!!