First allow me to say thanks and welcome to my new friend and follower, MizzAnonymous. 'Mizz, I promise to always reply to your comments; it might take me a few hours or days, with time and work constraints, but I will reply. You are now among friends.
My days of late are long and not all that restful, please be patient with my single entries here on my humble little blog.
Our weather has turned hot - we should have a high of 80 today - just downright awful weather.
Here comes work, see 'ya later.
(35 minutes later)
Last weekend Sweet Wife and Little Bit came by my shop and spruced it up for Christmas. They hung a few lights on the windows, some glitter and a very small Christmas tree. Little Bit layered the tree with candy canes. Those candy canes are at least twelve years old, really. She wanted to try one and I said they've aged well but don't believe they'd taste good at all....she tried one. Spit, sputter, then - "Ah, Papa, that's awful."
One learns from their mistakes.
My friend, kymber, asked for pictures and as I promised I'd post one or two....here you are Sweet Lady...
See, I always keep my promises.
This morning as Little Bit and Me were having breakfast I again, notice I said again, tipped over my coffee. Those darn McDonald's coffee cups are top heavy. Fluted narrow from bottom to top...it needs a redesign. Heck of a way to begins ones day; wet hot 511's.
Anyway, it just tickled the heck out of Little Bit.
"Papa, you're just like a little kid, always spilling your sippy cup."
Then, "Watch me, Papa. See, you hold it at the bottom and tip the top forward. And, "Where's your straw?"
Takes after her grandmother...
But, I love her.