Fingers Crossed

Fingers Crossed

 

My fingers are always crossed.  Today they are in this position in hopes that my sister’s health will improve 100% and that Cowgirl kicks it when she rides in the MS 150 tomorrow. 

Just found out that the man I’ve been living with since January 3rd is not what I thought he was.  Was told he was a Rat Terrier when in truth, he is a Jack-Rat (lots of Jack Russell, a little Rat).  No wonder he thinks he eats furniture, jumps around like a rabbit, and is so aggressive.  He’s a big, bad dog in a little body.  I don’t care, love him x 100. 

Super Cooper

 

Went to the bookstore and chose the two books below.  Can’t wait to dive into them, one at a time, of course. 

And the reading pile grows......

 

Obviously working on my visuals. 

Later!

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