I’m already married, which would make further proposals awkward.
The good news is that I found Frank and gave him a bath (and clean undies). The bad news is that I’ve lost a very important notebook of Cub Scout information. I had it last Monday when we were practicing the Shark Song; it’s possible I left it in the room where we meet at the church.
Now I have to find my glue guns.
Well, if you want to be a “Plyg,” I guess you could always be relocated to southern Utah/NW AZ. Somehow, I don’t see that happening! LOL!
I just got an email from my grandson on the mission. That kid is SO fired up about his work that I found I was holding my breath until the end! LOL!
I not only have glue guns but a year’s supply of glue sticks for the craftiest of crafters.
I need to get a padlock for my gate, as last night, someone tried to enter my patio. I thought I had a bicycle lock, which would have worked until I can get a padlock, but I can’t find it. My bad.
(Did I already say this, about the gate?)