My crunchy chicken sandwich should be here any minute.
Sure didn’t want to leave the house; Mike offered the traditional New Years Day Sauna but I just could grok changing, leaving the house, showering (everybody showers before they go in) and then of course you have to sluice off after. I’m exhausted just thinking about all that tile.
This scene is hard, yo.
Spoke to my mOm, Keith, Dave and Mike today. I should wish Peggy and Tom a Happy New Year.