Got back to my sweet Indiana home on Wednesday and have been blissed out ever since. My puppy dogs have been beside themselves since my mom and I returned home at almost the same time, they've been doing bouncy happy things and nibbling on my feet. My mother told me that when I left Sophie would sit on my bed and mope..."They say she's gone to Mexico. I think that means she's dead."
I had family obligations yesterday and Friday but now I plan to start calling up friends. I will be at the game on Sunday that drydem is at...cuz, well, I'm a gaming groupie. And seeing how social circles do funny criss crosses in Bloomington, I imagine I will see people i know.
By the way, one of my relatives gave us and ungodly amount of peanut brittle, which my family doesn't like, so if anyone in my vincinity wants a sack of peanut brittle, it's yours.
When I was little I used to think the song went, "Here we come a-waffling" because I didn't know what wassail was. So....to all my friends...
"Love and joy come to you, and to youand to you your waffles too."