I am delighted to report that Grasshopper Pie still has my skirt blown right up. After the Sunday paper is read and a few provisions are obtained from the Martins, I'm going to get right back to it until game time.
(My Lady Irish play for the National Championship in the basketball tonight.)
Thank you for your tender hearts given to Sam Toft, Dearies. I am trying to figure out how to write to her without sounding like a total Doofus, and when I do I'll be sure to tell her that the Nation is behind her!
Trying my damn good with almond milk instead of half and half today and not liking it one bit...no not one bit at all, but it's not going to drink itself, so I suppose I better get to it.
Happy Sunday! I hope your needles are flying and your damn good is exactly how you want it to be!