Sometimes two sisters 'click' in a way that goes beyond just being related. They become each other's support system, ally, and confidante...in other words, they become the best kind of friends. That's how I see us. You're someone I wouldn't hesitate to come to with the worst kind of problem, knowing that I wouldn't be judged, knowing that you'd just roll up your sleeves and try to help me solve it. Do you know how much that means in today's world? It means everything to me. On the inside, it says: Believe me, I have no idea how I got so lucky to get a sister like you. I only know that I'm glad I did. (written by Linda Lee Elrod)
She signed it, I love you....Nancy Jo...'Sissy'Thanks, Sissypoo............you have no idea how much YOU are loved too!
So, after our bellies were MORE than full, we headed back to Nancy's. We unloaded the van of her 'treasures', and first thing on the list of 'to do's' was to fix her desk. There was a loose piece of trim board on the front of her computer that would fall off just by bumping it, or by opening a drawer. It was supposed to be glued on, and it had little dowel pieces that were supposed to hold it on, things do need repaired sometimes, so with no 'shoppe' tools where she lives, Louie drilled a couple holes through the trim piece and added a few screws. It might not be very pretty, but it is now fully functional! One project down, on to the next. Nancy had some pictures she was trying to write to cd from her trip to South Carolina last summer. She had so many, I had to break them down into sections of so many photos each. Finally, after 5 cd's burned, that project was done. Louie's project while I was doing the photo cd's was to hold Nancy's big comfy chair down in the living room while watching Poker on tv. Nancy and I did hear some LOUD funny sounds coming from the living room which sounded VERY much like SNORING to me. Well, at least he wasn't tapping his foot waiting for me!
After hugs and saying goodbye to the kitties, Louie and I were on our way home. We unloaded the van and as I put the last package on the kitchen counter, I looked at the clock. Now, HOW did it get to be 11:30 PM ALREADY?????