Meet Debbie. She’s living that yacht life in 1982. She’s a divorcé making the most of her financial independence. Her yacht is named “Baker Street” so you could say her sax life is pretty good. 😎🎷 Debbie loves the smooth sounds of Steely Dan, and worships at the altar of Christopher Cross. She prefers to snort her coke in the galley to the sweet sound of Ambrosia, and limits herself to smoking 15 Virginia Slims a day - she’s come a long way, baby. Debbie is an absolute sucker for a skinny, tan man in a captain’s hat, aviators and a shirt unbuttoned dangerously far. Only short shorts will do - legs nicely toned from days spent on the racquetball court. The best that she can do is fall in love. Debbie is setting sail on her love boat with her lead deckhand tomorrow…make a wish, baby. TAKE HER HOME!
Tabitha! Play us something on the banjo!" Oh, Tabitha would demure. She would play bashful, vehemently shake her head that this is not the time and place, but of course everybody in the room would insist and begin playfully chanting her name. She would reluctantly break out her banjo and begin to pick the strings deftly.
Birds are her life. While you were binge watching Below Deck Down Under she was comparing the migratory patterns of the artic tern to the western meadowlark.
Has Delilah double-booked?? She definitely did the first week of summer and they missed VBS. She'll check her calendar. She does know that her son has a sleepaway baseball camp in three weeks. Maybe that's when she and her daughter go to the lake...
