... A receding hare line.
Hey-O!
Brooke & Freeland will get here tomorrow night late! Adam and I are pumped to Erie-cate (Erie & Educate put together) them. You know- Polishfest, Greekfest, Italianfest, Sunset Music Series... Let the Eriecation begin.
I wish that I had an owl that I could use as a courier pigeon. I would tie a little note to it's leg and I could send it on over to a friend. It'd be much classier than text messaging or emailing or even calling or even, even sending a letter via snail mail.
Powers is snuggled up against me. I think he's missing grandma & grandpa.
We miss the parents but remember them everytime we look at our beautiful yard. Thank you!
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You are quite welcome!
You know, for the number of times your mom visited my blog, you think you guys would have been nice enough to send her over to help the wife with our annual major landscaping project...
I know that drive....did it twice from San Antonio to Titusville, PA. After about the 12 hour you start hallucinating....insulting your husband...and coughing up furballs. It is not pleasant.
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