|Ah, cobbler at last|
The plan went downhill from there. I made lunch while Dave sat in the sun with the dogs. Downhill....
He could barely keep his eyes open to eat and then as I was getting ready to go, he stretched out on the couch. Thats all she wrote. He was out cold. The dogs arranged themselves around him on the floor and started snoring too. I decided to check out our next few over night stops on the computer while they dozed. Hmmmm, I conked out with the sun streaming through the big window next to me. Oh well, I guess we all needed some down time - a "slug day" as JAD calls it. No arguing with what the body wants.
|where is Dave????|
In response to Cindy P's pleading, here I am, writing this blog..... Now are you satisfied?