Hello, faithful readers. Rest assured, I haven't forgotten you. You know how we left it- one hour, forty two minutes on the wait clock. Now, I'm not going to do the math, it would be sad, but let me tell you, that wait clock? Stilll tick-tocking away. The ultimate practice in patience. Here's hoping beyond hope that we hear something today.
I'll let you know. Don't worry about that for a minute.
In the meantime, feel free to entertain me, distract me, give me busy work. Tell me woeful tales from your youth. I'll take whatever you've got.
Yay for cooler weather. We gingers do NOT do heat well. We turn to puddles with a prolonged touch of the suns rays.