Morning Vikings!! I have been a slowpass this week as VBS has sucked the life out of me. We are done and it was great but I am happy to be in my pajamas on the Dis-throne for a minute until I make the requesed pancakes.
Rho(n)da, I hope your hunka burning love is your Vincent today. Tell him I can fix him up with a carriage and footmen.
YAK, sorry about your baby girl. We seem to fall apart in stages, huh?
Grammy, I will never stop you from posting; you are my Sunshine.
Glad to see our Pooh here and on the ball as Keeper of Birthdays.
Amy, I may need to hire you to make me whatever I am supposed to wear. Oh, I am picky about tshirt fit and I have two friends joining me who may want shirts too. They are not picky, but might be if I give them options. Amy? Amy?????????? I am (slightly) better than Sher with an iron but no Java on the print thing. No no. Bascially, I am helpless. I can cook and talk and shop, but that's where it ends. Can barely type, as you all know.
OK, pancakes call. Firing up the griddle. Grammy, come sit at my counter and talk to me while I flip. I have a pot of coffee HOT and ready.
Amy, new TR chapter up, since you missed the last one. Shameless, so sue me.