Ah, yes. It’s that wonderful time of year. Time to head south to warmer climates. Plentiful bounty. ( and by bounty , I mean alcohol!) and mucho sunno for my pale derma! Now, this year will be bittersweet. The first BOD trip without Paul, the great domino whisperer. But, he loved us all and this …
Now, day 4 starts in the wee hours of the morning. Peggy and Holly were snug in their beds, with visions of Jack and Coke dancing in their heads. Then what to our wondering ears should we hear? A creature howling! And it’s much too near! It’s roar is like thunder! It’s screech most annoying! …
Well, some of slept in. I’m guessing you know who did not. And believe it or not, he dressed himself without the aide of a wardrobe sheet! Surprisingly, day two was an uneventful day. We vegged by the pool and yours truly fell asleep and got a little , shall we say overdone? Overexposed? Well-done? …