A family of 4 living the dream in France, a little village called Mirange (spelled wrong). Yes, that is me the little one with the funny hair. So funny to look back on these pictures and wish I could remember back then. My father is gone, my sister is gone and my mother is so much older. But I have one more sister who was not even born yet actually not for many years later. My sister is 11 years younger than me, just a mere baby to me.
Its 7:00 am and what the hell am I doing up this early....god it feels like I have to go to work or something. Actually the shopper has an early class on Wednesday and I had to make sure she was up and away on time, she did not want to be late. Why I had to wake her and not her alarm clock is a good question. One that I have asked many times. So after waking her, and the hubby getting up and then the dog waking up and barking to go for her walk, it seemed all hell had broken loose around the old homestead. So here I sit with my PJ's on and my sweater it is freezing out this morning, fall for sure is just right around the corner.
I have quite a few errands to run, have to go the hardwood floor place today, because the wood we ordered, and took some pains deciding on, they dont make any more. Just our luck. Then its off to
COSTCO, I love that place, you can never just go in and buy one thing, you come out with a load.
well Devil dog is munching on hubbys hat I have to go and wrestle her for it, so talk to you all later.