Vlad is 15. I’m glad you were able to get to church, and it’s too bad Jerry is poorly.
I wore leggings under my skirt, and a shawl, and my coat, and my knockoff Ugg boots.
It was nice to get to church once again. I like it better than the online, because the transmission sound seems to lag behind the lip movement. Or maybe it’s vice-versa.
Anyway, it was good, and one of the speakers was a Sister Missionary from AR. She was out the door before I could get up, or I would have found out where she was from.
After I had gone to bed, I was fighting sleep when the phone rang. My Favorite Son and his wife. We talked for 30 minutes, but I was beat up for some reason, so it wasn’t long after I hung up that it was lights out!
Now, I need to go do laundry. See ya in a bit!