I don’t spring much these days. More like lurch.
Matt is coming for Sunday dinner. They’re lettiing outsiders in again. That will be. nice.
We both get lonely.
I love to have him here. He is so cheerful and patient. And he gets a good dinner. (We had roast sirloin of beef, bluebetry pie & ice cream for dessert.)
I ate too much.
Have a good onel