Life is so good right now,
can you believe that
I cannot think of anything
I hope that you
are happy too~
It will all be over soon~!
I am disappointed and a little concerned about the election recounts in 3 states, Wisconsin, Pennsylvania and Michigan
just now, but not yet worried enough about it to blog;
other than that, nothing is on my mind except our first Christmas in an enlarged home with an enlarged family.
Somewhere along the line, I outgrew the number of Presidents of the US: I'm 47, about to be 48, and we will be welcoming Donald J. Trump as our 45th President on January 20.
Now I wonder, when did that condition occur?
Oh yeah, three years ago, when I turned 44 in 2013,
with #44, Zerobama, of all creatures. Wow.
Time to turn back the clock, maybe.
Ya know, that's the most interesting thing about the word,
"Maybe". "Maybe" is it's own opposite;
"maybe yes" also means "maybe no".
Glad that I didn't take time off to go deer hunting this year--
The weather has been way too warm around here for that--
We've had temps in the 70s & 80s up until just this week--
I've heard several guys say that this year's harvest is poor.
Since the Chicago Cubs won, and Shrillary Clinton lost, I've discovered the definition, and am living the concept
of a new word: Placid. I Am Placid.
Well that's all the news from Lake Woebegone.
Except that there's a fly in here. Where's the flyswatter?