Sorry for the hiatus but it's not a good week: everyone at the Fire Direction Center is ill (and I think I broke my pinky toe stomping on a bundle of 2x2's - don't ask...), work is mad, my back's bad and my leg's queer and then the Indians attacked...At least little Missy is still the happiest toddler in the contiguous United States.
I'll try to post more in a bit.
Sorry to hear all this, Chief, but, you know, it's all I can do not to ask...
ReplyDeleteI'll try sending you some of the energy that I draw in from the light around me, as much as I am able.
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