I Asked You To Cross Your Fingers
Things are getting out of kitler. And when I say kilter; I mean kilter.
They just are. I won't elaborate here; those who know, know. 'Nuff said.
We're getting ready to go the Gaaaahhhhlic Festival in Long View (or is it Long Beach? It has the word LONG in it, I'm sure of it!). We're carting our neighbor the delightful Miss Sindee Colbert along. Should be a good time by all.
Hopefully (and cross your fingers), certain monies will be here and we can buy that ol' '99 Chevy Astro at Gary's Auto before the trip. HEY! Are those fingers crossed??!?!
