Tiny little Morning Floof!
Good morning, sleepy head. I hope your sleep was good and sound.
Between Friday and yesterday, I got three letters written with one to go, but yesterday’s was difficult because my brain seemed to quit right after the salutation.
I have one left, and that’s the one to Charlie. He called last week and we talked for an hour, which is about the amount of time we spent at the ramada every morning. He doesn’t sound well, but if I can convince him to call me at least once a week, he will feel better, I think.
My son called the other day, and we reached a point where we were both quiet. I said, “Back in the day, we’d talk for about an hour and then we were good ‘til the next week.” He kinda laughed, then we both decided to end it. We hung up, and I looked at the phone and laughed. I sent him a text: “59 minutes, 53 seconds!”
That’s about all I’m good for, no matter what I do! :o])
Yep. Definitely magical! Thank you.
