Mary had a thermometer in her mouth. When it beeped she pulled it out and announced, “48 inches!”
It would be much easier to be a saint if people would stop irritating me. Billy’s Cub Scout Pack has been promising for several weeks that potluck assignments for the Blue and Gold Banquet would be given out by den. The banquet is tomorrow. I got the email this morning, sent late last night. I wasn’t planning on going to the store today.
Mary really wants me to go and watch Barney with her. Yeah, me. This is the best I can do for a blog post today.