My granddaughter, Jill, who is now 26 |
Oh, this bed feels good |
Heavy breathing. Gracie doesn't snore |
BOOP that nose.... |
Loud snoring going on on the other side of the bed |
The photo of Jill from a dance recital was in a frame. I pulled it out, flipped it over to find no data at all. My daughter in law Mary writes on the back of every single photo she sends me. My ex-daughter in law Amy never sent me squat, and my step daughter Tammie gave me tons of stuff, no dates, no references.
Jill has a pretty good memory. I took a pic of her photo, sent her a text, and she gave me the info I needed to complete the scrap book page. I now realize the importance of doing this while everyone still can remember. The kids that is, the adults are hopeless.
The dogs only care about one thing: when is it going to dry out enough for the dog park? This is, of course, my fault so Gracie whines constantly about this horrible treatment, and Jake follows me from room to room, hoping I will eventually get ready to take him for a ride to the park. Uh huh.
I am thinking June.
Linda
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