Bookhenge: Is that a Chihuly???
Bookhenge: We should have as much energy as Margaret!
Bookhenge: Unsuspecting . . . and thinking that she and Siri should sit away from that big, raucous group . . .
Bookhenge: Wait a minute! I know that big, raucous group!!!
Bookhenge: Why are they here???
Bookhenge: Let's sit with them!
Bookhenge: Something's up!!!
Bookhenge: Good undercover work, Siri! We think Margaret was surprised!
Bookhenge: So were you surprised???
Bookhenge: Hugs all around . . .
Bookhenge: Can't get too many hugs . . .
Bookhenge: The seat of honor . . .
Bookhenge: That's right, Gail, secure the crown 'cause we know it always falls off in beauty pageants.
Bookhenge: Looking like she was born with a crown . . .
Bookhenge: Whole raucous group . . . (Thanks to Anitra for the photo)
Bookhenge: Waitress (btw who was excellent) takes selfie with ringlight . . .
Bookhenge: What do you mean a chair???
Bookhenge: Unwrapping the "burrito" . . .
Bookhenge: Wow! Okay, how could that be???
Bookhenge: A Joey Chair???
Bookhenge: Getting into it!
Bookhenge: Let's put this thing together!
Bookhenge: While Margaret attends to her fans . . .
Bookhenge: An engineering degree would help!
Bookhenge: Are there any instructions!!!
Bookhenge: It takes a village . . .
Bookhenge: I think we got it!
Bookhenge: See! Comfy!!!
Bookhenge: Let me try it!
Bookhenge: Who said it was a rocking chair???