The Perfect Zinnia
That was where I was when I heard my elderly neighbor Bill call.
"Hey Pam - I've got something to show you!"
I couldn't pretend I didn't hear him just because I was in my pajamas. Old pajamas. Really old.
AND... I had yet to brush my hair but it was covered by my ever present sun hat.
Before I crossed the street I looked both ways to make sure there wasn't any other neighbor out there getting the opportunity to see me in my pajamas. Old pajamas. Really old.
"Look!" Exclaimed Bill. "I have a perfect zinnia.
"Awwwww...," I responded when I saw it. "It truly is the perfect zinnia."
So I took a photo of it while I was wearing my pajamas. Old Pajamas. Really old.