It's been awhile...work's crazy, blah blah blah. I've been getting a lot of quilting done, but I'm too lazy to post pictures tonight...
It's hot, and the windows are open to let in some much-needed air. I'm distracted by the creepy sounds of pigeons that have taken up residence in the eaves of our house and the neighbors house. Every 10 minutes there's a fluttering of feathers as they fly back and forth. Sky rats.
The neighbor on our other side has invited what sounds like 35 ladies over for an early-evening booze-fest."Ha-ha-ha, turn up the Stix tunes and pass me another cooler". God Bless suburbia and open-windowed summer evenings. I'm moving to the country. Am I too young to be this crusty?
So..Father Ted. Ireland. Outcast Priests. Hilarity Ensues. Check out "Dougal faces mortal danger".
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