Precious Peeps it’s Pits.
I’m been in a diabolically bad state. We have had nothing but storms. Hopefully some respite for a few hours today.
Add to this meteorological misfortune the fact that my Granny dumped me yesterday and went to the RANCH for the whole day.
She met every tradesman under the sun all of whom are now working on quotes for her so she can spend more of my Milk Bone inheritance.
She was ecstatic yesterday morning when she open the daily Lenten devotional from our church.
She was convinced it was another God wink.
I suppose I must agree given that the carpenter thinks he can fix the fence and the pool guys says he is hopeful we can get by with deep cleaning and a new pump.
So pray this little Pitty will be plunging before the summer is over and that the BOOM BOOMS STOP!
Blessing#2367-Hurdles and Help
Booming Banter 