Waiting for Godot...

To your left, a picture of me and cousin Katie. She and a co-worker had to come to the 'Burgh last fall for a training session, so I met them for the tail end of their dinner at Majorca (misspelled I'm sure) this really cool Spanish restaurant on the South Side. I found it while I was sitting in my "thinking chair." You can barely tell in the picture at the size it is, but I'm wearing a sweater of Granny's, our grandmother who died when I was ten. It's pink (of course) and one of my favorites. It is a really nice cardigan. I'll get a better picture of it someday. Anyways, I thought it would perk up this post.

Singing "If you're happy & you know it" and "The more we get together" this morning to my Mother Goose kids and parents was great therapy. Now I just have to get through the rest of this day....

Here's a quote from Katherine Mansfield, a favorite author of my mom's:

I always felt that the great high privelege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.

I hate fall...bring on the snow and subzero temps. Give me something to turn the heat up for!

Babelbabe, you do not have the market cornered on lame posts. I'd sack this one, but what would my adoring audience have to read?