Happy Birthday, Lori! Bill ask me this morning how it felt to have a 50 year old daughter, and before I could answer, he called me an old woman. I don’t mind at all having a 50 year old daughter, but having an old geezer call me old hurt to the quick!
We took Willie to the vet this morning. It was cold and raining so we didn’t go anywhere else. We were glad to get back to a warm, cozy house.
Most of the rest of the day was spent wrapped in a warm blanket. Not very productive, but I was nice and warm.