Two major requirements for entry to the Hovey's unconventional Thanksgiving feast: specs and two first names. Ashamed of her 20/20 perfect peepers, Porter put on the prop glasses we picked up for Halloween to join Michael Gregory, Michael Blain and me in our little club. Chris (Lopez) Thomas (not pictured) rounded out the first-name-first-name-as-surname crew. We drank freely and danced into the night. The slow cooker did a grand job, too. I think this means a winter of Sunday roasts!
8 comments:
Absolutely genius. Though it may be silly myth to associate intelligence with specs, I think it is safe to say that you look like a band of intellectuals from which great literature, plays, and art is bound to spring forth from!
the good life : )
Only you two...
It looks like so much fun.
What fun - and what a great look on all of you!
Happy travels!
i have that same pair!
Funny. By the way, Porter is pretty hot!
Enchanting.
Porter's great, but check out the centre(piece) of the second photo!
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