Friday morning, I received an email entitled "Gone Golfing". It was a gorgeous day, so I didn't think anything of it -- Eric deserves to have some fun now that projects are slowing down at work! And, frankly, a clear, 70-degree day seems the perfect excuse to take an extended lunch.
The body of the email read: "Taking my caddy and heading to the Links" {a golf course less than a mile from our house}. These pictures were attached:
In reality, he'd dressed her up in that little outfit and realized his green polo matched, had changed real quick, set the camera on timer, snapped those shots, changed his clothes back to a tee shirt, and took her over to Mom and Dad's as scheduled, came back home and hopped on his conference calls for the day! But, he really had me going for a while there!!
In reality, he'd dressed her up in that little outfit and realized his green polo matched, had changed real quick, set the camera on timer, snapped those shots, changed his clothes back to a tee shirt, and took her over to Mom and Dad's as scheduled, came back home and hopped on his conference calls for the day! But, he really had me going for a while there!!
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