The Scotto Grotto (org)

My sweetheart is hitting the sack early tonight… the poor dear is plumb tuckered out after coming back to a healthy mountain of work to do… a side effect of taking a week off, and being a remarkable talent. By now, I imagine she’s already tucked in, comfy in bed, hopefully, dreaming pleasantly. I still have about 10 minutes here at work, then I’ll toddle home, make dinner, unpack at least 3 more boxes, and play with Newtie.

Plans for supper – Mac & Cheese with peas, an orange or two, a tasty iced tea, and maybe a lime ice-pop for dessert. (as close as I can get to key lime pie) 🙂 I’m hungry…time to call for my ride so I can be heading home.

I’ll be going to bed with loving thoughts of my darling, I hope her dreams are of frolic and happiness. She was upset for being a sourpuss, but I adore her, and saw no sour-grumpies. To everyone else, sweet dreams, too.