
If rain drops were kisses, everyone would dance in it.
If snowflakes were secrets, everyone one would raise their face to listen.
This week started my reduced work load... You better get ready Sandy girl... Thursday is going to be the day we meet for the first time this year.
I don't know about all of you but I ate too much today. If black-eye peas are really for money ... well I'm going to be rich and if hog jowl is really for luck... look out Tunica... because I'll be so lucky I would bust the bank.
2 comments:
I sure did miss not being there today! It was warm and sunny here.
My Grandma thought that the weather on the twelve days of Christmas represented the twelve months. If so, it looks like a rainy year! I still have that quilt pattern if you want it.
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