Wekk it being Moanday and all from last week we ended with you saying:
It wasn’t the actual last post of the thread but it was the thought that count. With my new schedule and knowing I was going to have a tougher full 8 hour day today I turned off the game at half-time and went to sleep – visions of beating the Cowboys throughout my night. And since I woke up just before my alarm went off I decided it was a sign from God to check the score. WOOHOO!!! I was so thrilled that my planned top layer (the usual Knoebels sweatshirt) was cast aside in favor of my favorite vintage Tarkenton shirt. So one of the 12-year-olds I work with say it from the front and asked “Who wears #10”? Why Sir Francis of Tarkenton of course!
“Who’s he?”
:smack:
And the lady I had to work with closely all day as her muscles for the task-du-jour is from Texas. She may forgive me.
Eventually.
I can’t go the new car but -------- some open bars of deodorant soap left on the front and real dashes and parking in full sun will help with some of the stink. Plus a good scrub-down in general. and KEEP AT IT – I’M PULLING FOR YOU!
Dinner was pasta with DelGrosso’s sauce of course. You make a great food product and have a terrific little amusement park and you have our loyalty.
(Plus they let me help fix a couple rides once. That didn’t hurt either.)