The world is not coming to an end... I've been in much larger weather on the Coast. Which puts me in mind of the time I almost drowned in mud... no, not really.
Apologies: i sent back that Scottish/Irish story because it has no basis in historical fact. So a big Mea Culpa to Rocky and her friends...
Hey, Babs! I beg forgiveness of interrupting your busy life with my Instant Message; but Hey, at least we're all talking again! You could take me to the Reunion, if Jim and Cat won't accompany...hmmm
MY fans at the top five GLOWS: pay no attention to the man behind the curtain--my input to your 'blogs' are Spurious at best. And i haven't even learned how to 'attach' your Titles to my own 'favourite journal' Listing. Mea Culpa. Even john scalzi should slap me with a damp Noodle!
Ignore previous comment. Hey, lou! What are you still doing here? It's just a thing--you didn't expect Shakespeare just yet, did you? [rhetorical] And you almost missed H-cane Bob altogether while i muddled through with your brightest son!
And seeing as all that is in the past and nearly Regrettable...why am i still entering in this journal? Hey! Because it's foxtrot Fun! Madness--it is contagious; just ask the Matriarch.
Stay the course with Aunt 'Isabel'; there is many and much time to Revolt after the Week=end. [sorry Lou, had to use the equal sign!]
Also, and furthermore---Rosemary, Danny & Ann might contact us after the 'averted' Disastre. Grandma Hane was the original "Survivor". Everybody: send stuff! Especially during a Cyclone!