Day twenty-five: me and Boo

So, this is one of my dear friends, L. He calls me his, "boo," which is a Southern term of affection that comes from "beau." No, he is not my boyfriend, just someone who is really dear to my heart. :)

He borrowed his grandmother's convertible so that he could drive it for a friend's daughter in the homecoming parade (did ya follow all that?). I know you cannot see much of the car, but it is a red VW Beetle convertible. Très sassy y cute! I wanted to see it after work today, and L drove me to my car. Just a nice pinch of joy and happiness and love all smooshed up into one. Yup, that's my boo.