Our quiet life in the northwoods of Michigan's Keweenaw Peninsula
We call her “The Imaginary Mom” We ourselves have not seen this lady nor have ever talked to her in the last 5 years. We have cruised by her house several times. The lawn is always freshly mowed and flowers are beautifully displayed on the porch, but still have never seen Julie’s mom. (Though we have talked to someone who thought they might have seen her but is now questioning himself if it was really Julie’s mom. ) So, to Julie’s mom, we wish you many, many, more imaginary birthdays. Happy Birthday Thelma!Marty and Donna
I think my imaginary mom is going to order imaginary shrimp at The Hut tonight!
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