way forward to the weekend, even more than usual. Two excellent things are going to happen, 1) Mr. Iknead and I are going to have our 32nd anniversary and 2) we’re going to spend it in Fayetteville with the Papoose. Thirty two years, more than half my life (I’m 54) and we still like each other. A rarity now, I think. Dang, I thought I had a picture of Mr. Iknead and me right after we got married. DD has it on her facebook, I’ll get her to send it to me in the next day or so.
OK, I’m loaded and ready for WIP Wednesday tomorrow. No tonight, one first thing in the a.m.
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship. Ralph Waldo Emerson