Me too. For most of the day, anyway.I celebrated the fourth one.
They never do. The box is always more fun. Funny thing is that is one of my childhood memories of loving to play in a box. One other that was weird was when my Mother vacuumed I used to love to lay on the floor behind the vacuum in the line of the blast of warm air out the back. I sometimes fell asleep doing that. Remember that childhood memories for me go back a long, long way.
Heading back to VA today, after stopping in MD for a couple of days. More work to do on DS' house, and more spoiling to do on the grandkids!
I'm having cookies for breakfast so they don't go stale while we're gone.
I like eggs too.I figure it's kind of like having eggs for breakfast - just mixed with a few other ingredients.
According to Clickbait Tommy’s Twitter posts, there is a fire of some sort at the Poly.
I don’t think we can link to him.Link?
Ugh! Should have refreshed before posting.Hey, I just noticed - we’re on page 1967.
That was a very good year.![]()
Unless you were drafted into the army then, like @Goofyernmost.Ugh! Should have refreshed before posting.
That being said, 1968 was a pretty good year too.
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