Crazy Bloggers Do Lunch--

                   Let me start by saying, "Holly started it! She contributed to our delinqency."

We three bloggers met in Surprise for lunch today. That's Pat from Pat's Ramblings on the left, incorrigible Holly in the middle, and then innocent me. I'm sure Holly will blog something far funnier and wittier, but this is my version of the event and I'm stickin' to it.

Holly and I have met before, so I sort of knew what to expect with her--she has a razor sharp sense of humor and is so fun. Pat is a new addition who happened to be in Surprise all the way from Canada. We agreed to meet at the Paradise Cafe and Bakery on Bell Road, the only street in Arizona that I can navigate without my GPS.

Holly and Pat are scrappers and card makers and creative. So they both whipped out their cameras immediately.  Holly took a picture of our host fella, our food, the restaurant, and Pat and me.  I was still fumbling with my camera bag as they were calling over the waitress to take group pictures. Of course everyone we asked had to take a picture with each of our cameras each time. I'm pretty sure they were thrilled.

( In the shot below, I look like I've been stricken with some sort of paralysis.) We are all quite relaxed in front of the camera. Can you tell?

 The picture below was my first attempt before we saddled the waitress into doing the honors. I'm really sorry, ladies. I've sort of captured that deer in the headlights look that no one wants. Forgive...

After drinking large Diet Cokes with lunch, and chatting for over an hour, we went over to Pier 1 and Michael's for some shopping.  Pat  bought an owl mug and some little notebooks for scrapping. Somehow neither Holly nor I found anything there.

On to Michael's we went where Holly (trust me, it was all her) found the festive tassel head gear to celebrate our nation's independence. (Pat needed some with maple leaves, but she was really caught up in the mayhem. Eh?)

So the head bands were donned for pictures, but I didn't have my camera with me--you know, being the slow one in the group. So Holly and I wore the head bands to the check out. Holly purchased mine with hers. Thank you, Hol. The clerk cut off the tags so that we wouldn't look foolish (heaven forbid we look silly with those tags) and we started out of the store. Finally, Pat was shamed into joining us and went back for her own pair.

We got into Holly's Jeep and headed for Target just so we'd have somewhere to show off our gear. We convinced the lady cleaning the Target restroom to take our pictures--three separate ones, of course. She was so accomodating. Small children pointed and called out to their parents to look at the "pretty ladies."( I'm sure that's what they were saying...) Adults avoided making eye contact with us and  scurried by, heads turned. One older man asked if we'd had too much to drink. (Well, if you count Diet Coke, yes we did.)

So that was our outing. Pat said she had been a little nervous to meet since she didn't know either of us. Think how much better she feels now. I'm positive she'll want to get together again the next time she's in town. She said she'd leave the tassels in Arizona so that the next time the three of us get together we can wear them again. I'll bet she's eager to return.

Remember, it was all Holly's fault.