Crawling over broken glass to be IN. (After finally finishing a work project so massive that my eyes are practically falling out of my head.)
. . . AND, enjoying the fact of my upcoming birthday being on the very same day and month as that of the First Lady. No, not Diaper Boy’s baby-sitter. The REAL First Lady. Heh. :-)
80 people who attended that dem gridiron dinner have the covid...
..gee, that’s too bad..