I have had my Dinner, but my dear Rob still has not. Just as I was starting the fried potatoes he go called out. He called to say he was going to be later then expected for me to go ahead with my meal. When he did arrive back home he was heating up the gravey when the phone rang again .. he was called out again. My poor dear I hope when he gets back home (again) he will get his Dinner. Thank goodness he had a nice hot bath this afternoon, or he would really be running into problems later I am thinking. Hahahaha ... poor guy, guess that is the way the cookie crumbles, does it not Rob????
And those were the "highlights" of my day, Just North of Wiarton & South of the Checkerboard.