Like Christmas afternoon, between the basting and the serving, I sneak away. Usually, it is the book I'm reading calling to me. Lately, I've been surfing pain, finding myself dashed on the rocks of disappointment.My internet just won't work. I've logged on three times today, and every time it has been happy to work; I wonder what it's after?
I'd love to post more, but I haven't been able to read more than a Blog at a time, for WEEEKS!!