Lucky me, dead to the world, got up, went back to bed and was just pulling the covers up when the phone rang. It was the Real Brother, asking about redhead and telling me about their daughter and her hubby, the parents of a New Orleans Saint Running Back, who just moved to their little village in CO.
redhead, by the way, is feeling “puny.”
So I’m up in the night, with a migraine starting, and no ice cubes for a cold pack.
Unngh.
I hope you got back to sleep! I had cats.
You need to turn the phone off!