Sunday, raining, read the paper, fooled with the crossword puzzles (many more on Sunday) and found the brain not really in gear.
Don and I had a wonderful “McD” brekkie at home where it is much better and the ambience of eating and sitting across from each other in pj’s and uncombed hair BUT with brushed teeth is to die for.
This must be the secret for being together for 23 years.
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