It took almost an hour to get through the line, and with the hot weather and the emotions, I'm pretty much limp with tired. The cats are meowing and I just want to go to bed. Eat something first. TGIF, though, seriously.
I mostly knit, sometimes crochet or cross-stitch. I read, a lot. I love cats. I love hockey, especially my no-longer-local team, the Boston Bruins. Want more? Read on.
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Drained is the word
When I wrote last night that I was hoping I might cook tonight, I had forgotten that tonight was calling hours for the father of a friend, who died earlier this week. We're not really close friends, but I've known him a long time, he's a really nice guy, and it's what you do, you go and say how sorry you are.
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