Went to bed at 4AM, back up at 9AM, then out to get MrsT her requested last of the apple cider, cider doughnuts, and apple fritters (those last two are destined for the freezer).
Good god almighty, it’s the last weekend of the Ren Faire…the traffic made a 35-minute drive a 75-minute torture session - there’s something about a middle-of-nowhere traffic jam that’s twice as irritating as a city one.
Good god almighty, it’s the last weekend of the Ren Faire…the traffic made a 35-minute drive a 75-minute torture session - there’s something about a middle-of-nowhere traffic jam that’s twice as irritating as a city one.