Lol that’s about how I felt! Merry Christmas, Ms.B. I trust your wood stove is crackling and you and Mr. B. are all warm and toasty, and not venturing out into the cold!
“are all warm and toasty, and not venturing out into the cold!”
Well, we are now!
had to high tail it to the pharmacy for one of my
meds, or wait until after Christmas!
So?
Our normally trusty mini-van decided not to produce
any heat on the way down there.
BRR!!!
Warm as toast on the way back!
*fumimg*