Well wasn't that an interesting time for the server to drop out on me?
"I" had more to say, but "I" can't remember what it was.
It's late now. Maria is sleeping soundly. Max is tucked in. William and Alex are browsing through books, doodling, dozing. Geoff is checking the pulse of the housing market.
Someone sent a message praising the weather... bah, humbug. We think we cooked the hermit crabs. Our happy trio died suddenly. Their little home was probably like an Easy Bake Oven. It's too hot to think.
Tomorrow I will submit the "Chicken-Blogedition of Anniversary Gifts..." be sure to tune in.