It's a lovely Sunday morning here.
It's going to be a fantastic Sunday morning. The sun is shining brightly in the sky, the birds are chirping, and there is a cool morning breeze blowing throughout the area, no doubt as a result of the rains that fell the night before. I just saw Linda go (she stayed the night) and we even had a quick kiss before the cab driver sped away with her, grinning from ear to ear. She had given me her address, but she had to leave early for church and to prepare her home for her visitors when they arrived. We had a wonderful time yesterday...so it should be a good morning today.
So, why am I so depressed?
It had been a fantastic day yesterday, and we had made it to the cool area without a problem.
We placed an order with drinks as well as a large barbecued cat
