Dinner was red-skinned potatoes and steak cooked over a wood fire. It was worth the effort. Tomorrow I’m doing a double. Darn shoppers! 
Everybody shop on line and keep Ruble employed! He gets in less trouble that way. 
On that note I shall retire to the boudoir and join OYKW. I’s tahrd!
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I worked, I came home. Making Southern style poke chops with sweet **N.O.T.**s and green beans with ham and onion. Watching hockey.
I’ve had to pretend I’m normal for every job I’ve had.
: orders random online items to annoy Ruble :
:dubious:
Swampy, call the FBI right now! Beg them to put you in the Witless Protection Program, fore you have insulted The Cute One. :eek:
P.S. I blame it on the recently departed [del]postage stamp[/del]house guest.
With the exception of a small galley kitchen, the whole studio was like my bedroom.