SUNDAY MORNING
Supposed to get up to 45 degrees today. Okay, that means mud and when the tires hit the mud, that means ruts. When the temperature drops, the ruts will freeze . . . and the car will bounce over them. Rats. Tomorrow, the prediction is for 43. After that I don't know - UPDATE: but now I do. The high today was close to 50 degrees, give a little one way or another. I know because I was out in it, to the dentist, to Scott's and to Wal-Mart, where they are already reducing the size of the Christmas area. Santa has come and gone at Wal-Mart and his Coke product throne has been dismantled. In its place are kiosks of those red Christmas flowers, starts with a "P" . . . hmm, must think. Poinsettias. Yes, but is that the spelling? Yes, again . . . a point for the Jody girl.
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