Sunday nights almost always mean two things to my family: 1) Dairy Queen Blizzards for the boys. Oreo for Joe and peanut butter cups for Teacher Man. Always. Sometimes a Blizzard for me, too, but sometimes not – depends totally on what I feel like. And if I do have…
I’m sitting in the porch tonight, assuming my blog writing position. Which means: slippers on, dog at my feet, quilt keeping me warm, Joe sharing the couch with me, and Madam Secretary tuned in on the television. Joe and I love Sunday night and wish it would last longer. 🙂…