|"What? What did you say, hoomin? No, no, I don't wanna hear you!"|
Good Evening, Everybun!
Yes, hoomin, you are pesting again. Yes, I made that up. It seems that our hoomin has this uncanny ability to sense when we're chillaxing in the middle of a wonderful, lazy bunday and he wants to know how things are going.
Well, they were going great until you showed up, hoomin. In no uncertain terms, we instructed the hoomin to go back to his books. He oning about making progress, so, you know, we nudged him off. Gentry, of course, very gently.
Quite nice reports from there - good to hear.
It is snowin' and blowin' and getting colder - again here - and will again after this one! So .. thanks for the nice invite to sunny Fla., but given that getting out of the driveway and down the hill is probably not a good idea I shall refrain.
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