OMG

Assholes. They're everywhere. They don't even know they're assholes. Mr. D just barked at me that I interrupted his night with my phone call. I thought I was touching base... guess not.

I guess i will blog instead.

A recount: A great night out with Sandy J. My lifelong loving friend involved a two hour musical; The Jersey boys, that put me to sleep and delighted her. She had the night of her life. Me, not so much. But the years we've spent together mean a lot and so I can endure a few hours of Franki Valli impersonators. She takes on my grandchildren as her own, my daughters too. She is always more than genuinely interested in my life. Who gets a friend like that? Ever? Me I guess.

We walked the shops... a lot.