What a day!

What makes this day more weird is that I can't describe any of it, really. All I can say is that, if my sons ever treated ME like the neighbor's son and daughter-in-law does, I hope someone can still turn him across his knee! Good grief! Sixty-some years old and he is STILL a spoiled brat!

Other than that, I feel as though I'm making some headway, anyway. My newsletter template won't work, but other than that, I think I'm fine.

I think I am. I think I am.

Oh, yeah. Started a new blog so I don't have to obsess here.