What if it Snows?

I reckon we need some neon letters repaired I reckon I reckon

 

Provisions have been attained and stashed in pantry and the electric icebox. Laundry is caught up house is still a mess did I mention single life sucks. More time on old arn in the morning then grandsons football game in the afternoon.

 

A real lady's man.

 

Dallas and the CHIFES play tomorrow. Pizza may be obtained. I’ve fallen way off whatever diet plan I may or may not have been on.

 

Please don't Mustard the Pizza.

 

The lady that does our cooking for us also does all the grocery shopping. She keeps excellent records.
My son works full time overseeing the ranch and the orchards. His wife has a full time law practice in town. I still have a couple of trucks and Cats to keep track of. None of us has the time or the talent to be chasing after groceries, planning meals, and cooking.
If we want something unusual we'll let her know and she picks it up in town. Other than that, she runs the cooking and grocery departments and sometimes I think what we're paying her isn't enough.
She's been working here over thirty years.

 

You better remember her birthday.

 

But don't forget to pineapple the pizza

 

I’m up. Under protest. But I’ve laid out of church for about the last 4 weeks so with sufficient Baptist guilt I shall go be redeemed this morning.


May end up sleeping during the service.