All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines. All if good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines.
If I keep typing that I will be able to believe it... eventually.
The growler son has temporarily quit growling, but he might only be taking a break. Oh lucky me.
The little scaredy catdog Ellpee has quit limping, for the time being, until she might do something else to herself.
The Pipster now has a completely typed speech with a big thick staple in the corner of her pages, and she almost has half her speech memorized. Her psycho teacher is done for the week, and will be returning on Monday.
The husbandman has fixed my back window that had the broken key stuck in the lock. The world should fall apart in the 1365 square foot rancher more often, that way he can go and hide out in the driveway/outdoors/out in the shed/ and do other great useless tasks, because that was quite the accomplishment!
I just got back from buying a great many things at the big box store,... and the one thing I went for, I have forgotten.
But it's OK, because:
All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines. All is good when the sun shines.
2 comments:
It sure was an amazing day, hope we get a few more like that.
That is going to be my mantra here this weekend. The sun has been shining for quite some time. All is good.
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