Sunday's Shoes-On The Road Again
~Sunday's Shoes~ From this angle it looks like Charlie Chaplin entered my body and took over my Sunday's Shoes. In any case, I had a nice ride today. Murray was taken care by the husb and I got a day all to myself. Grocery shopping on Gozilla and then Nighty and I rode our dance... Continue Reading →
~Sunday's Shoes~ It's just that kind of day. Slip them on. Then don't get up. Relaxin' Til next time...
Sunday's Shoes. It is a Sperry kind of day. Radiate in it. I sure did. Now I am feet up relaxing. Today's News: Trump is still crying "fake news". I am still trying to get someone to tell me to define their version of this fairly new phrase, "fake news". Even 8th grade students refused... Continue Reading →
Sunday's Shoes True to a self-induced promise yesterday, I put on Sunday's shoes and went riding. It was a gorgeous day. I am grabbing what I can in the in-betweens. This was day three that I purposely did not watch or tune into the radio for news. I know this country is a mess, I have... Continue Reading →