It’s Sunday morning and I have the house to myself. Hubby is at a bowling tournament and he’ll be gone most of the day. I’ve read the paper, had my breakfast, andnow I’m trying to get motivated to start my day.
Weather is nice. A little on the cool side with a chance of some showers off and on today. I’ll be able to play with Luci and Blacky in between rain storms. Oh, and I have to do potty patrol out in the yard. Yes, it’s exactly what you think it is. With two big dogs it’s a daily chore.
I’ll be heading out to my Mom and Dad’s a little later this afternoon. Baby Brother is having a birthday on Wednesday so we’re having the family dinner/birthday party thing today. I’m bringing the deviled eggs. He loves deviled eggs and what kind of sister would deny her Baby Brother one of his favorite dishes on his birthday? It’s not the Big Milestone Birthday, but it’s close! It’s a little hard for me to believe that my Baby Brother will be 39 this year. I still think of him as that rotten little kid that bugged the you-know-what out of me when I lived at home (oh so many years ago!).
I better get moving . . . I hear the eggs calling me . . .