If we were having coffee, I’d ask you what you were doing for Thanksgiving. We’re celebrating with a massive meal that’s guaranteed to make us all sick and grateful we are alive.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you Ocean is mostly back to her normal self. She’s still a little subdued but she’s eating and her stomach doesn’t sound like a orchestra warming up any longer. I am so grateful for Trent for his tip, I can’t even begin to tell you.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that we already had family over yesterday and we played Euchre. My lovely hubby being the serious card player that he is, he called it on a 9 and promptly lost the entire game to the horror of his partner and our laughter.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that it’s dreary and wet and gross around here but I’m so grateful I haven’t heard anything in the news about Trump and North Korea that it doesn’t bother me at all.
Finally I’d ask you how your coffee was. I had the world’s most bitter brew yesterday. It was so nasty even adding tons of milk couldn’t dilute the acid taste.
How about you? How was your week?