It’s late as I write this and I should really be in bed. I had an errand to run after work today and didn’t get home ‘til late. I then began reading your comments from yesterday’s Q&A. I always enjoy these and respond to as many as I’m able, but sometimes I still get that darn Noreply-Comment@Blogger.com message.
It’s nice getting to know you. Welcome to all the new faces I see here.
And hey, sorry about the corny post title. Come to think of it, it sort of reminds me of one of my brothers as I was growing up. He was always in trouble, always annoying the rest of us, always wanting attention in any way, shape or form.
My mother gave me some of the best advice on how to deal with a pesky brother. And surprisingly, he stopped bothering me. What I used was this: Every time I wanted to scream at him, I just got close to him and in my most sincere voice told him that he was the light of my life and that I loved him.
This totally freaked him out and I remember having to do it only twice.
It really worked.
Unfortunately I didn’t find out until later in life that he began tormenting my younger sister.
He could be pretty squirrely, that brother of ours.
Squirrels? Did someone say squirrels????
Sorry about that, George.
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It's still raining here and earlier today it was raining sideways, the wind was so strong. I can hear it blowing out there despite these thick stone walls. March is surely going out like a lion here in Maryland. What's going on in your neck of the woods?
Until tomorrow, my friends . . .