I voted for the soon-to-be first female President of the United States!
And I’m taking my hubby to have his kidneys poked and prodded and stones knocked out. And we are both nervous about that.
And I hope that Dylan is a good boy while we’re waiting. He usually is while we’re out, if there are nice old ladies to flirt with.
And to my writers group, I am sorry, but I am obviously not a writer this week. Maybe next week. Hopefully next week.
That is all.