They were all set to leave Wednesday morning at 5am. Early Wednesday morning I heard a crazy thundering going up and down our stairs (right next to my room) and grabbed my cell phone to check what time it was. It was 5:30am. George was late, but he wasn't here when I got up so he must have made it. He had stuff to take with him, in the loose sense of the word. He was just going to wear a flannel shirt and a polo shirt with a cowboy hat, but my mom had a shirt that she was going to use when she went on the trek, so she let George borrow it and a hat.
I made him try it on and pose for me, he felt a little funny so he wouldn't just stop and smile, he kept looking away. This is the best picture I got of him, sorry it's fuzzy .. he wouldn't hold still so the camera wouldn't focus.
George, new lip ring and all ....
Finding a way to release all the built up energy of feeling weird in that shirt and hat.
He'll either be back later today or tomorrow. Guess we'll see how it went!
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So how did it go?
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