I’m blogging blind here, so forgive me if I missed something. The site wouldn’t load for me.
I’ll be home tomorrow night so tell the carnies to sober up and sweep out the big top.
I am hoping for thunderstorms sometime after I land. It never rains here, just relentless sunshine, sunshine, sunshine. These poor folks, someone should start a fund for them or something.
Thunderstorms yes, and steamy, creamy grits. And bacon, not that they don’t have bacon here, but still- bacon.