Cam -- this weather is crazy! 75 yesterday, and again today (that's 23.8889 for you civilized folks. Thanks, Google!) I love Fall weather; this is not.
Saturday, nothing to do, so of course I must begin at 4am. I'm already planning my nap(s)...such a go-getter...I'll at least vacuum up (Hoover? Translating is hard) the dog hair; my golden retriever mix is a fur factory. She's pushing 16 years old, has been my sole companion for 15 years here in our house; you'll see her picture when I post her memorial: I've been anticipating her demise for quite some time, steeling myself for the inevitable. Every time I come home, I dance around and sing her a little song: "Jessie's not dead, Jessie's not dead, it's a good day, cuz Jessie's not dead!" She can't hear for crap, but she gets excited watching me dance around (who wouldn't?) She's about as active as I am these days, spends most of her time snoring and farting (who doesn't?) Hers is a Good Girl, yes hers is...
Jo -- boys are stupid.
Okay then, let's not drink today!
Arp and Jessie