OOOH! Funky Rosie!
MOOOOOM back to an earlier comment. I was not head chef yestiddy. I was sous chef. My mad stirrin’/add ingredient skillz were done in jeans, a green pullover shirt and sneaks. Sorry to disappoint. 
Johnny ick! Roof problems are just about the biggest PITA of homeownership.
Rebo yikes about the wreck. Glad dad and you were not hurt.
Sick people, I have already told y’all to stop that already. Listen to me dangit! Get Better. Now. I have spoken. So Mote It Be.
What? I figure if I say it enough times it’s bound to happen sooner or later. 
Thanks. Between work and hanging out with my “just friend”
I really haven’t had time to post. I’m in an Irish pub drinnking Guinness and watching football alone, since both my “just friend” and Roomie are busy tonight.
Glad you’re OK Rebo.
Glad the roof isn’t too bad Johnny(MGB?)
Oh, Rebo, glad you’re both OK!
Irked for 3 instead of the planned 2 hours, but everything turned out splendidly, so we’re good. I’ll get Wednesday morning off in exchange, so I’ll be able to get some errands run and appointments set up, so that’s good, too. Of course, it was a day where the weather was fabulous and I didn’t get to enjoy as much of it as I would have liked… 
Anyway…off to sleepy-bye.
Anyone interested in getting us started off tomorrow?
Hugs all.
GT
I suppose I could [del]slap some @#@# together[/del] compose a thoughtful and entertaining MMP for y’all.
And so I did.