I hope I am not the only one who is this
- I just texted you with a message meant for My Hero. Like my SMART PHONE should have known who the message was meant for without me telling it.
- My Hero just hollered to let me know the tea kettle was ready. Manohman, it wasn't just whistling, it was ANGRY.
- And then, after allowing that tea to steep in Big Brown Betty, I almost put a dog treat into my cup rather than a sugar cube. Thank goodness some part of my brain was paying attention.
I am quietly retreating to my Sweet Haven to knit something simple. I dare not touch my loom.