Last week I read a book a day just to see if I could. Unfortunately, I could.
There are too many birthdays and special occasions here at the LC in the spring. Being wined and dined is exhausting.
My husband endured severe ridicule in his workplace for not getting me a Mother's Day gift. He says I'm not his mother. I'm not. I hope.
Daughter #2 knows what I like. Three British decorating magazines!
Said daughter now has a baby bump. So cute.
Daughter #1 gave said daughter flowers and a card for Mother's Day because she is a mother in waiting. How sweet is that?
Sassy is still away on her
The garden will soon be awash in Forget Me Nots.
And that's all I have to say about nothing.