I just made a comment when I thought I was blogging. Oh well, nothing like making one's mistakes in public. I am accustomed to that after 25 years practicing law, 20 of those as a family law attorney who was in and out of court all over central and southside Virginia.
Sundays can be restful. Emma, the 8 yr. old granddaughter is away at camp and then will spend the rest of her father, Aaron Burdett. The dogs, cats and daughter are napping. Hubby is reading a book on his BB. I have just awakened from my own nap after cooking bacon and eggs for breakfast, making a cobbler with fresh blackberries and pulling some beef for dinner later.
I had fallen asleep reading Game Change and I think I dreamed about Hillary. I was a Hillary delegate to the Virginia Democratic Convention in 08 and when released from that obligation did support Obama and even went to his inauguration with my friend LeAnn Binger and others. Was a miserably cold day. I was so happy to finally make our way back to a Metro and get out of the wind around 2 p.m. and I don't like riding the Metro. But I was there and now am very glad of it.
After a few more chores I think I'll switch to The Poisoner's Handbook and hope I don't have dreams about wood alcohol.
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