A Purpose

Even my comic friend, Stephan Pastis, is grasping at straws!

My trusty IPad, missive assistant, was dead yesterday. By the time she was up and running, I was running! Today I shall be cramming in that ever-popular December activity, watering the trees, another form of running around. My phone continues to give me red flag warnings for the county, so I won’t be burning any fireworks this Christmas. There’s enough dust floating around my house to spontaneously ignite a spark, so I’ll be remedying that in between the pine soakings. (I know it’s the most wonderful time of the year, but it’s also the dustiest!)

Let’s have a confab after Christmas, shall we? Merry Christmas to all.