Huuuuge weekend ahead: husband-of-weezie is heading out of town to visit his mother and I am girding to enter the garage armed with broom, shovel and the help of a local young man who is going to help me clear the chaos.
Yes, husband knows this is happening and he finally accepted that the governor is not calling to stay the execution.
But first, today I intend to get a few new cashmere sweaters. Great sales this time of year!
Nothing incites bodily violence quicker than a Duke fan turning in your direction and saying 'scoreboard.'