Oh, that's a lovely memory Fred.
Hello Fern!
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Oh, that's a lovely memory Fred.
Hello Fern!
Very memorable Fred. Nice.
Welcome Fern.
Hey all - another fly-by post. The vacation is almost over. We head out EARLY tomorrow morning for the drive back. Our current plan is to drive to LA, take a break for a couple of hours and then do the rest of the drive home. If any LAistas have any tips, Perkins and juliana have my cell number (hope you don't mine me offering you as intermediaries).
We have had a blast. We each have a touch of a sunburn, not enough to be OMG SUN, but enough to smile and remember that we have had fun in the sun.
The A's lost yesterday, but won today. Raq - how about Frank Thomas??? We did not get as many autographs as we have in the past. Two of the games were split squad games, and then today the guys were in a closed door meeting before the game and only a few signed when they came out.
The shoulders are loose, the brain has been quiet, the mind and body have been at peace.
Going home - C has packed up and moved out and I need to recreate our guest room. Mom has had a couple of tough days and work is piling up at the office. Whatever....
Hi Fern! Nice to have you delurk.
Welcome, Fern!
Whatever....
That's the attitude I'm talkin' about vacation girl!
My dog is being a wretched brat. Grrr.
I know the poor little thing is stir-crazy, but when I take you out, dear, don't run around like a lunatic and yank my arm out of the socket and nearly trip me when I'm wobbilyly crouching down to clean up after you. sighhhhh
Hey Fern! That sounds like a San Francisco punk rock spectacular.
I know the poor little thing is stir-crazy, but when I take you out, dear, don't run around like a lunatic and yank my arm out of the socket and nearly trip me when I'm wobbilyly crouching down to clean up after you.
I think she deliberately laid a trap for you, then waited until you fell for it. Your mistake, of course, was stooping to her level.
Maybe she was feeling peckish.