The day has been long...but it was a good one! Just got home from the daughters and that always wears me out with the grandkids and g-grandbaby. I love them dearly but I'm getting past the point of spending the entire evening with them...lol.
I think I told you once - I have a pottery pig - about a foot tall, that stands on a stand, with a clown hat on, and between his front 'hands' is a wire, with balls (making it look like he is juggling).......
And, he has a sign around his neck that reads..."Not my pigs - Not my farm."
When my grandaughters are screaming and screeching on the phone, while I am trying to talk to my daughter - I touch that pig - and I don't say a word to her about the nuclear bomb that sounds like it is detonating in the background.
And I hang up, with "QUIET" going on, here, and know I didn't interfere in her life.
(But, boy would I like to!) LOL!