My Dark Side

I don’t know if Maureen shared this pic with you. She had a ton of similar ones in her files.

I particularly found this shot extremely appealing.

When she mentioned it, I always referred to it as “under.”

Mo called it “Cowgirl.”

Yes, indeed.

Love the wild west.

Maureen was about the least conceited person I ever met.

She did have a few times when she felt good about herself.

You, her sweeties, were often so nice to her both in comments and notes and she was buoyed up with those interactions.

This lift was apparent afterward from her overall demeanor as well as her… actions.

Thank you for that.

Yesterday, I was listening to the “radio” in my shop while in the perpetual act of cleaning up. Yesterday’s station of choice (XM radio) was 70’s on 7 with Magic Matt as the DJ.

I rotate the station among a lot of different decades and genres of music, but always representative of my antiquity. Magic Matt played a favorite of mine (for reasons not germane to our discussion) ‘Midnight Train to Georgia’ by Gladys Knight and the Pips.

For no related reason, this was also a favorite of Mo’s as well.

While Mo was so pleased with complimentary communications with you sweeties, she also was pleased as punch knowing she could nail, 100% of the time, the timing of the ‘woo woo’ in the song. She absolutely glowed with pride making the appropriate whistle pull motions absolutely on time.

And when she did it when she was unconcerned with her modesty, it was accompanied by the most mesmerizing jiggles.

Magic Matt actually brought up this whistle pull activity, apparently done by more of the populace than I was aware. Not sure if the others performing the pull were similarly lusciously displayed.

Mo was the only one I really cared about.