My feet are very happy. :) They are so pretty. Bright red. A little chink did them up. I've neva had a guy mess with my feet before. He seemed to know what he was doing. Except I had to sit in a chair and he turned a little fan on each foot to dry the nails. My feet froze. My were they cold. My feet are not happy when they are cold. I'm not happy when my feet suffer. To move on. This is going to be very serious.
Today your father/grandfather has resorted back into his childhood. I thought he was going to the shed to do some work. The next thing I knew he was on the riding lawn mower driving up the road. He turned around and came back, parked the mower and got into the mustang. I guess he was going to take it for a little spin. He got as far as the driveway and insted of moving the pickup so he would have room he tried to angle it out of the yard. Well low and behold he ended up with the front end off the culvert in the ditch(Meggie can you relate?). I sure hope he didn't hurt the 10,000 dollar revamping on the thing. He took it around the block and put it back in the shed. When he came in he said,(My day sire wasn't very productive.) Well dah!!!!!! He is now meeting Bob again to get somemore lumber to varnish. Well the maddness eva end???????? Well I guess that is all for now except, HURRY WITH FINDING THE HOME.
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Lol, gran you are soooo funny. I chuckled at your whole blog. Poor gramps, putting his car in the culvert. Also I've been thinking, forget the HOME and you both can live with me. I can practice my mental health nursing training I've been learning about. heehee. Love you! PS you neva tell me!
I would have died laughing If I saw dad going up the road on his lawn mower....what a goof
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