tamarin

Tamarin and Bryce. 

The shots I have of Tamarin and me are from the day without showers 

and I am not going to post them. My blog. I get to censor pictures.

Tamarin is my cousin and one of my best friends. I remember that we used to say that it was a good thing we were cousins because we are so different that were we not related, I don't think we would have circulated in the same group of friends and found each other. So different, yet so the same. Tamarin was my sanity this weekend. She listened to me complain. She was there by my side running errands. I am sure that not one thing we did was fun for her, but it was not un-fun because we were hanging out. I neglected her alot in trying to get all the things done, trying to talk to people at the reception, but she just hung out and didn't complain. Thank you Tamarin. I appreciate you.