Welp, while I’m listening to global warming making a mess out of the already messy Midwest, then move on to New England, I need to say goodnight.
I have a date. I’m going to the church and read a Christmas story to folks as they are eating their pot luck Christmas supper. And no, it’s not the previously posted story, but one I might consider posting on Christmas Eve.
Me will probably pass on food. The Nausea flag is up.
Good night. Hope you’ll feel better soon!
I read that as reading their pork luck story.
LOL, have a good night Sis!
I hope you feel good.
Good night! I hope your Christmas story is a roaring success!
My Brownies have an event tomorrow, so I’ll be in and out. Anoreth’s date to see “Beowulf” was overruled by the young man’s parents. Now they’re waiting to see “I Am Legend” whenever it opens.