Sunday, Sunday

Sometimes, I love a nice quiet Sunday. My husband and I sit around typing - he working me blogging. It's great . . .and he always is there to show some kind of support or love and surprise me like he did today as he was looking through the paper he cut out the picture of a hamburger with cheese cut out to look like a pumpkin. It's the little things that can make a happy marriage.

As we sit here enjoying a beautiful day, my heart and thoughts go out to the millions of people in the North East of the country battening down the hatches for the "Storm of the century" that is fast approaching.  I am so sorry to hear about their plight and hope they are safe and perhaps somehow the storm will not after all really hit. We have family and have called and wished them well and offered our thoughts and prayers, though there is nothing we can do to help.

I'm sorry to think of people when they are suffering when it's so beautiful here, but Que Sera Sera!
I don't mean to be flip but life must go on in the South West where it is beautiful as always, the sun is shining and the birds are chirping and we are going to go take a ride in the convertible.

As I said I wish all in the North East God speed and as little damage as possible. I hope people have prepared and listened to the warnings.