The big day for Wednesday! And Tom will be 12. I’m not in the mood for candy this year, so I believe we’ll shut the front lights out, pull down the blinds, and celebrate Tom’s birthday at the back of the house. He wants to make stuffed shells.
Maybe I’ll bring my political signs in for the night, just in case :-). Speaking of politics, my State Rep’s wife, Mrs. Blackwood, said she knows a bearded dragon breeder in Charlotte. She’s going to get us the phone number so we can look into getting a mate for Santana next summer.
I won’t be doing the “Holiday” either.
Stuffed shells sound really good! I haven’t had any since my sinister made them an eon ago. I think that was the last time the three of us were together. Darn.