Sunday was so nice that Maggie got the tools out and washed the cars. Glad she likes to do that, ‘cuz I don’t. She is the gearhead, not me. And a cute head it is, along with her gear. If it was a broom, I’d say she swept me off my feet the moment I met her.
She never misses a spot. . . . And I’ll leave it @ that. . .
Lucky me. . .