Me getting massaged

I was so blissed out that I didn’t even notice when Katie lay on the floor and started taking pictures. Then I did notice her and screamed.

There were quite a few goofy and out of focus pix but this is the best of the lot to my way of thinking.

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Allegra

Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

4 thoughts on “Me getting massaged”

  2. I just got back from the massage therapist AND now I know what I must have looked like. Fortunately, now one was looking up at me from beneath the table! Glad you and Katie are having fun together.

  4. It’s my face, looking through the headrest in the massage table, which Mike, being semi-professional at EVERYTHING, wrapped in a flannel blanket first. The wood you see is the uncovered portion of the underside of the massage table. The metal is a support brace of the headrest. Or were you asking a deeper, or possibly a ruder question? she asked, a quiet chuckle in her voice….

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