What a beautiful place to be...
The music was GRAND, a jazz band featuring two guitars (a red electric guitar, and an acoustic), a big ole floor base and a violin.
The company was GRANDIOSE, a good friend, the bestest friend and her husband and the favorite brother.
The building was a GRAND old hotel, old bricks on the walls, chandeliers hanging from the high tin ceilings, wood floors and candles on each table.
And I am a GRANDmother
What a beautiful place to be!
It was indeed a grand time ... I hope to do it again and again!
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