I loved it when Figgy fixed my blanket.
Money spent, zero.
Good nite.
An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
Such a loving gesture! Sorry you are sick, and hope you have a good book!
ReplyDeleteLiz
Awww, feel better!
ReplyDelete