Why I'm still glad its Friday out of the other six days after being retired for years is a mystery to me.
Friday used to be the day We called the "Eagle was gonna Squat." If we could find the Boss Man that Monday thru Thursday, he was always front and center but has disappeared.
Nice to be joined by another Rambling KOOL
CL the Dearria (Sp?) part harking me back to my Grannie / Daddys Mama RIP
. When she knew or thought you were sick.
She would mix up and hit up some concaxuain (Sp?) We called "Squirt Medicine." And she would run you down if she had to?
With her Big Spoon to cure what ailed you if you get my drift.
Say Hi to your Mama and I'll stop now to finish my first cup of Joe
after a late start as I've slap'ted
like a baby again.
Later.