Sunny and not terribly cold, for a wonder.
Yesterday afternoon, I wrote, "Words are the gateway to one's soul -- or the lock on that gate." Trite, perhaps, but true. (And never more true than when we're arguing on the internet. Just sayin').
...This morning, my words are the gateway to some serious house cleaning, to which I had best be getting. Also? It's the New Year but I have missed corned beef, cabbage and blackeyed peas. This is a serious omission, which I shall remedy this weekend. Yum. (Blogger's spellcheck believes "blackeyed" is not a word. Ha! The fools! They don't know what they're missing!)
You be good now. Enjoy the day!
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