It was freezing cold. Even so, there was a constant stream of folks who had to get their picture made with Rocky. The lady who took this had us take her and her friend's picture too. We just beat a whole busload of folks to the statue.
Believe it or not (and I really couldn't believe it until I saw it), this statue is at the base of the staircase of the grand and venerable Philadelphia Museum of Art. I can only imagine the lengthy discussions among the richissimo art patrons who had to vote on whether or not to allow this statue on the museum grounds.
The museum itself is a wonder. So many gorgeous things in it. And the night before we had visited the King of Prussia mall. Truly the King of malls. We looked through the windows at Tiffany's, gawked at the red dresses in the Jessica McClintock store and had some very good gelato. Romantically, we bought new towels for our anniversary. (Michael had said that the state of our unmatching towels made him feel poor. How pitiful his tale!)
More pix tomorrow. Just wanted the world to know that we have reached our Jack Benny anniversary. Whether or not the number ever gets higher is completely up to us. I'm thinking we will go on to 40. But lingering at 39 wouldn't be terrible. As it is, I have to tell folks that I got married when I was three.
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that is one of the funniest pictures of all time. I'm still laughing:)
Good to know your parents can provide cheap entertainment. You sure did for us.
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