I'd forgotten all about that delightful Vermont colloquialism until my friend Patty reminded me this week. When in Vermont...
Which is where I am! It's sleety and rainy and nasty here, but the good news is my Dad is currently upstairs in his own bed! He was released today from the hospital and is definitely on the mend. One of his first questions to the doctor? "When can I start running?" He is, afterall, captain of Team 3 Beauties and a Beast for the VCM relay team and can't wait to get out there. Right now he's confined to walking and doing stairs, but I think we'll take out the running shoes and gaze longingly at them sometime this weekend.
My sister is watching financial news which is kind of freaking me out. We're about ready to head to the grocery store to stock up on wine and cheese and foodstuffs for the weekend as I don't think any of us will be going anywhere anytime soon. We have a stack of movies, each other and the womenfolk have numerous crafty projects.
It's gonna be a good old fashioned wine-soaked quilting bee at 17 Upper Newton!
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