As our luck usually runs, the plans that BG and I made to meet up and go to the funeral home together got sidetracked by her stoooopid car that hates to run. She called later on to tell me that she had been a part of the funeral anyway, by accident. She finally gave up and drove BF's big old redneck truck into town and was the first to pull over for the procession carrying our dear friends to the graveside service. Now THAT is karma. Babygirl took Faith and Sam home with her so that Oscar could have some room to breathe. Sam has been pestering him non-stop since he showed up. I think it's a guy thing.
Some kind phantom chopped the asparagus for me and I'm bewildered but glad. Now maybe I won't catch anything on fire when I burn it off :) My
It's porch and Mich time kids.....remember who you are ^j^