There is a ruckus at my front door. It's been going on since the sun came out. Here's the scoop...
Little Robin Red Breast wants in this house. Bad. She has been knocking and knocking at the front door all morning. And the prancing chicken-legged snout hound doesn't like it. In fact, he doesn't like ANYBODY to knock at the front door. The doggie alarms go off...there is barking and running and barking and running and more barking - well, you get the picture. Every time LRRB knocks, PCLSN goes off. And that has been my reality this morning.
In other news, HALLEJULAH! Welcome back to work, Mr. Engineer. You have been missed tremendously! We praise God that your health has been restored, your energy level recharged and you are ready to hit the ground running. Expect a mini-celebration tomorrow...complete with a PIG CAKE (recipe from the PW) baked in a very lovely The Cakepan Lady pan!
Ooooh, gotta go! Someone's knocking...
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