
Oh, Dear Ones! I'm so thrilled you've come to experience another adventure with Stella! After her episode yesterday I asked her what she'd like to do. She said, "I want to go to New York and be in a musical on Broadway!" Well, since I was trying to make up for not being with Stella last week, I told her that's just what we'd do.
Now, you know in Stella's one dimensional world in Blogland we can go anywhere and do anything we'd like and we did! So just humor us, please! ;)







After our whirlwind week, we were heading back home to Texas! At the airport we were escorted to a special room which was set up just for Stella. The mayor and members of the press were there to send her off with their gratitude for all of the love and goodwill she had brought to New York with her from Blogland! She had even helped boost the economy of old New York! Like I've said before ~ Amazing!

Night night Stella and Gally!
Be sure to tune in tomorrow for more adventures with Stella!
Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)
I'll leave you with a little Note Song~
The Sound of Music
The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears
My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
that rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies
from a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over
stones on its way
To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray
I go to the hills when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I've heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I'll sing once more
~sung by Stella on Broadway
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears
My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
that rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies
from a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over
stones on its way
To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray
I go to the hills when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I've heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I'll sing once more
~sung by Stella on Broadway
