I’ll just be outside floating in the pool. YAY
Hey, hey, hey! I’m going to open the pool before it decides to snow again or something. Wish me luck!
The British are in my living room. ‘The Daughter’ is on a conference call. They have amazing accents, some thicker than others, and VERY hearty laughs.
Just a little International News for you. In regular news, nothing is going on. That’s it for now. JeeNeeBee reporting. Over and out.
Me: Where ya going?
My Boy: Golfing
Me: Where’s the golf course?
My Boy: Uh, I don’t remember.
Me: Well, if you don’t know where it is, then how you gonna get there?
My Boy: Let’s think about this, Jean. What year is it??!
Because I have two of them! (and their birthstone is the diamond..in case anybody wants to get me a Mother’s ring for Mother’s Day. The ruby goes in the middle.. for my July baby girl. Do I have great timing or what?! I’m not kidding. Somebody do this!!)
Now back to the important stuff. Happy Birthday to my “first born son”. He’s handsome, smart, and he has an awesome mom. Ladies??
Whenever ‘The Daughter’ comes back from a working trip in London, she always brings back some chocolates. London chocolate is WAY better than U.S. chocolate. Case in point: They have these things called Splats. They’re a smaller version of a Cadbury creme egg and they are marvelous. They are also gone!! On the other hand, the UK doesn’t have peanut butter m&m’s. (She always has to take them to her co-workers when she makes her return trip.)
This has been a riveting chocolate post. Pip pip cheery-O. The more you know.