Godaddy’s Having A Problem Tonight . . .

And keeps truncated my posts.

So I’ll catch up tomorrow . . .  Hopefully.

So all you’re getting tonight is this photo of Miss Karma perched on Jan’s chair watching me through the windshield as I worked on the wipers.

Karma On Jan's Chair

Thought for the Day: 

Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?