Neighborhood guinea hens. Here dinner, dinner, dinner. |
Mr. B only has to work half a day today, or so he thinks. This really never works. He thinks he'll leave the office at noon, but something comes up and he stays until late in the afternoon. I guess it's really OK if he doesn't get home at noon because I have a meeting at 1:30 p.m. Ours are holiday schedules passing in the night.
Today I'm creating a finished newsletter. After making the minor corrections I'm forwarding the newsletter for distribution on Tuesday. Then it's back to the pillows I'm creating.
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