From Daddy's computer. Still out of power-tree is coming down slowly cause it's windy. I don't want anyone to be hurt.
Had the pleasure of revisiting Monday mornings at the Cowden house again. Mom is a viper in the mornings, a pit viper. Both she and Daddy had Dr. appointments today, so I ducked out, got some coffee, and ducked back in until it was safe. But I did it with very little wounded feelings. I don't get wounded when my animals are who they are, why should my Mom being who she is wound me? Cause, duh, it's not about me or anything I've done. I wish I had known that about 40 years ago.