Yesterday morning, as I was studiously skipping breakfast for lack of time, my sweet brother showed up at the door with a plate full of not 1 but 3 delightful kinds of breakfast, apple juice, and cocoa.
What a sweetie. My mental chickens and I thank you.
(i am currently hobbiting it with a fire, rookmaker's 'modern art', and large socks, and do not plan to stop until the weather gets warmer)
1 comments:
What a dear Spuddy Buddy! Glad that you didn't have to do without breakfast again this morning... it's sure to be a better day than the last morning without breakfast...
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