I tried to drink a glass of wine tonight. It didn't work well. My face felt like it was on fire and it still does. I poured it out.
The kids have not disappointed us in the way of entertainment this year. Some really funny ("The bad (insert name here) is here and doesn't give an ape I'm not gonna say that other word!") and some not ("Go straight to ISS, do not pass go, do not collect $200") so funny. It's only week three and 165 days to go. I've never counted down this early before.
Yep, Daddy is talking about getting married. He has not asked her, but the date is February 14 and will be a church wedding. They have now been dating for all of 4 weeks. I told him it doesn't sound like he will have to ask, she has already decided. He has said she is already making plans to re-do the house, move all my mom's stuff out and wants the house when he dies. After asking questions he didn't have any answers for, I suggested he go see an attorney prior to saying, "I do". I even volunteered to go with him. 'Nuf said about that. My sister is coming over from Georgia this weekend. It will be interesting to say the least.
Danged wine. Just when you need it....