I went to early mass yesterday morning, then picked up my parents, oldest grand-daughter Grace, and we drove over to the Florida panhandle (only 75 miles) to visit youngest son Daniel, his lady Jami, and youngest grand-daughter Danielle. We had a great time, and Grace furnished the entertainment all the way over and back. Gosh... I wish I had that energy, especially on a Monday morning.
We have a bit of rain around today, but that's fine; it will be just what the new sod on Dianna's gravesite needs.
Short and sweet this morning. Sometimes no news is good news.
Be blessed and have a great week!