No, I haven't developed a New Yawk accent. (And thankfully neither have Lance or Roya). I just pulled a Bennifer and mashed their names together. As always, when Lance visits, we had a jam session. This time, I played the coffee table like a set of bongos.
Then I tried to play the inside of Lance's wine glass with my finger but he wasn't having it.
After our jam, it was time to get serious. Loya's getting married in a few months and Daddy's officiating the service. While they chatted about what traditions they wanted to include, I took copious notes. Maybe I'll be a court stenographer when I grow up! Hey, don't judge me.
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