Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Happy Ruby Tuesday Birthday Dear Donna
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Happy Birthday Donna....from Mom Golden
Four friends forever!
On July 30 of this year we met Donna for the first time.
It was a rainy Wednesday morning that Betty and I packed Mom Golden into Betty's little white car and we headed for Niagara-on-the Lake[a small town near Niagara Falls] where we were to meet our American New Yorker sister, Donna
While we were waiting for her and as it was raining, Betty and I snapped pictures from inside the car.
Here are a few of them.
As you can see but the refection of the handicap card, we were in a good spot!
I liked this red brick building and I enjoyed looking at the different people who were travelling under bight umbrellas.
Loving reflections the way I do, I snapped this picture of the mirror.
Just look at those rain drops Donna.
This brave soul in the white bicycle helmet was getting as close a shot as he could of those red and purple flowers that were hanging in a big basket.
Ah! More refection's! This was before I ever had discovered Ruby Tuesday or I would have really noticed the reds in these pictures!
Finally as we waited, the rain stopped and there was Donna!
Betty was walking side by side beside her. They had become instant friends!
And here she is! Donna!
The American girl who is not only our friend but now part of the Golden family.
Mom Golden has claimed her as another daughter!
Mom Golden looking very happy to be dining out with the girls!
Ha! Betty, Donna, and Mom Golden do like looking at hats! We tired to convince Donna to buy this cute red hat but she insisted that it looked better on her new Mom!
A red hat indeed!
Neither one of them ended up buying it. Instead, Betty bought Mom Golden a navy blue one!
Mom Golden and Donna taking a stroll down the Main street of Niagara-on-the Lake. The rain had disappeared and the sun was shining!
Betty and Donna best friends forever!
The three girls sitting down for a rest and one last chat before we have to separate.
Mom Golden hates good byes!
She surely does!
And so do I!
One last picture and Donna would be on her way!
When she left, the clouds came out again and our sunshine was gone!