I am thinking..."Living long does not outsmart the Grim Reaper. Living WELL is what outsmarts him". Thank you, Randy Pausch for the thought. This is NOT an exact quote.
I am wondering....if Daddy will, indeed, get better.
From the kitchen...lots of mail. Hubby doesn't open mail. Not even his!
I am going... to take a long, hot bath with a glass full of "Hot Damn" (cinnamon schnapps), & relax to Willie Nelson's "Standards".
I am wearing...clothes I drove home in: jeans, turtleneck, fleece vest. But now I'm barefoot. I drove home with shoes.
I am reading...not a darn thing.
I am hoping...my dad gets back his strength.
I am hearing...computer noises; & Shiloh's deep breathing as he sleeps.
One of my favorite things…HOME
A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week....There are no plans.
Something you may not know about me...Did I already tell you I once drove home from Washington, DC to Houston with 14 cats. And a 4 year old son. In a VW Bug?
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