I’m worried for these good people.
They. Just. Don’t. Know. What. Can. Happen.
It starts with the wet-vac. Next thing, you’re reinforcing the roof joists and tuck-pointing the foundations. Trees are coming down and sold for firewood. You know, sometimes I’m moved to tears, to think of the things that have happened—going to happen to these poor people.....
And all the while, there sits Fred.
Watching.
Grinning.
You two are crazy! I could not follow anything Cyber wrote. How did you, Darks? I awoke in the middle of the night laughing about you two.
We’ve been married almost 13 years. It must be a male/male understanding of the English language.
Going out to my little slice of heaven into the gardens. Asparagus, corn, potatoes, onions are calling me. Tomatoes and peppers are not yet ready to be planted. Finished my exercises...
Typing with my fingers instead of the stylus. Cyber told me it would come back after the broken wrist (plate and eight screws) and shoulder replacement healed. Yippie!!!