Yes, we see her opinion of pep band. She was at a hockey game, long, cold, and boring, and she was CRACKING UP, and freezing her hinder off.
He, that guy in the photo below, went to fetch her, and his phone was about blowing up with desperate texts and messages he could not answer because a guy cannot text and drive.
Exactly James’ scenario while we were sending him messages while he was at damned WORK and DRIVING HOME. Where are you? blah, blah, blah. We didn’t know he was at work.
Working on family communication.
Hello.
Tim got the video games going. The video games were very weird, and there were people flying through space, hoping for the best, trying to land on a pad in the ocean. One attempt the flyer fell off the launching pad, fell through a structure and hit her head. Her character did, not the actual girl.
She was so angry she LEFT the game.
Ei-yi-yi.
Anyway, it’s the end of Sunday, and everything is okay.
All the holidays have cleared out, though I dragged up Christmas cookies from the freezer this morning.
Always love. Good night, Val
Love you all, Val, aka MOM, aka GRANDMA