Y'all, the eagle has landed.
My chest is tight, my heart in my throat; I risked my life driving to Wal-Mart...thank heavens they have fresh birds. You see I had 4 hrs. sleep Thurs. night, same Fri. night. Could it be all this blogging? On regular days I avoid turning left and merging. Why, today, I couldn't even count exact change at the self-serve register. Just fed that whole twenty and got the change. I had to really pay attention to everything...I could have walked off without the change, that's how nervous I was. Am. I have used the word change 3x. Not good for an aspiring writer.
I have this well- thought out quasi-Mission Impossible strategy. Oh, I don't know why I bother, he wouldn't really mind, and these schemes have usually backfired because I just don't think fast enough on my feet and of course it gets to be a bigger and bigger lie, more convoluted...ridiculous what with my failing memory. But I have invested $15 (it wasn't on sale), and I'm committed.
Of course there are these wrenches that get flung at you... like it's not thawed all the way!
Oh my!
But rest assured, readers, we will persevere, one step at a time, unless we get caught.
For now I gotta go to my Real Life.
Aileen