Ok, now that I got your attention--her name was Daisy. She was taller than the building and she helped me live out my dream of "kissing" a giraffe. (Ok, so more like feeding them with your mouth while they lick your entire face with their humongous, blue, sandpaper-feeling tongue. A dream fulfilled, nevertheless.)
We are back from Africa and I am finally ready to post something. Not really--more will come. I have so much, but I am waiting for the words to catch up with my heart. When they do, I'll let you know all about it. I will probably be posting about Africa for months. Hope you want to hear...
By the way, the foot picture had to be thrown in--not just because I love feet, but because I wanted you to see one day's dirt mixed with a week of equatorial sun. Most of it is dirt though (I know, right?). Sponge baths by candlelight aren't the easiest way to clean your dirty self!
More to come, I promise...
4 comments:
I'm not really sure what to think of this, Katie. I need to process!
You've just been Aped! Pass it along.
~The Ape King
No, I kissed a GIRAFFE, not an ape! :P Seriously, I don't have a clue what you are talking about.
Ok. I think we need to find you a boyfriend. :) Love you girl! Chrissy
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