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Well, now it’s raining. Cats and dogs. That just about tears it.
No, I can’t relax with a cigar. I can’t empty the water out of the cooler, unless I want to get soaked while I’m doing it. I stepped on the cat.
Lord, could we have normal back? We bought a new refrigerator. We’ll have a three-ring circus (or a Three Stooges pie-fight) here on Tuesday when they re-deliver the refrigerator and see if it fits in our kitchen. A grave issue with the fridge door looms.
I’m tired. Bad dreams all night.
Patty’s idea is to watch some Laurel & Hardy this afternoon. Well, hey, I’m okay with that.
For the time being, let’s go see what the Queen of Suspense is up to.
At least rain usually cools things off (says Pollyanna).
I hope you apologized to the cat. 🙂
Of course I did.
Hey, I have an idea (its a bit self serving), why not read a good book, one which Patty really enjoyed, written by someone you already know.
Mike, I’m sorry–this hurly-burly with the refrigerator has thrown everything out of wack. We have to get back to normal!