On sunday I don’t have to go to work till 11:00 so I am going to sleep in and miss sunrise. Sunrise is 7:30’sh. Yea me! Today was ok. I did Ms.Penthouse. She is nice and mellow and we get along. Yesturday she turned 92. I had no idea.
The weather has been wonderfully wonderful. 80 degrees thru the day 65 at night. Yoga pants weather. Saturday night tv sucks no wonder bars were invented. Mike Rowe has a new show out called - Somebody’s Gotta Do It…he is from Dirty Jobs so far so good. Sand Hill Cranes will sit on Whooping Cranes eggs and foster them until there just ready to hatch. Who knew? With the windows open you can hear the whole neighborhood. Dogs barking, mortorcycles in the distance. I would rather much hear a Harley than some whinny crotch rocket. Casie loves it outside. She is my Tundra Doggy. Romeo welllllll not so much. He can’t get his fur dirty and he really dosn’t like dirt at all. Casie comes in sandy leaves on her and all kinds of things. She don’t care. Neither do I. I lay down with her and we talk. We’re both getting old. On that lovely note I will grab some cookies n milk and call it a night. Pretty exciting huh?
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