So, it’s been a heckuva holiday around here. I’ve been sick and have only left the house to check the mail. Saturday morning I actually took a shower, but then spent the day on the sofa cursing the liars who make cough medicine. They lie – oh, how they lie.
So, since all I have is whining on my plate, tell me something wonderful you ate! (Hey, I’m a poet and don’t know it.) It can be something from the Big Meal or something else. Mine would be the Runza meal that Lloyd brought me for lunch. I couldn’t have stomached turkey one more time.