Daniel is gone, and for the price of two kisses, I told him I’d could probably manage to cover for him.  He gave me a peck on each cheek… so I ended up hours later… bundling up at 10 pm, heading out into a *snowstorm*, and driving the 4 miles to the other place!

I expected to see some “action”.

Nothing like a falling barometer to expedite delivery!

Nothing seemed to be happening.

Vernon will check at 2 am.  Surely something will be going on.  If so, a quick trip to Daniel’s house to call me may be in store.

Just in case he needs help.

So why am I still up?

To share this photo with you!

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February 25, 2011   Widdle Calfie-Poohs

February 25, 2010   Part of the Circle

February 25, 2009   Sweet Thang

February 25, 2008   A Quiet Moment