Good question. I know he does wear nice jeans, a la tonight’s episode of Modern Family. [He also hit his kid and drugged another … but that’s beside the point.] I tell you one thing – he’d probably join all those hippies who have taken over Vancouver beaches. [Yea! You read right. Damn hippies. A Dorothy told me all about it today.]
I think I’m going to make a mug of tea and hunker down with The Book Thief, my current read. This week has been exhausting to an extreme. It was a late night last night [hello-four-hour-meeting-at-the-care-center-until-11pm?] and it’s an early morning tomorrow for a funeral. I’ll ride in a hearse. [Shall we talk about that? Apparently the funeral director I’m working with is single. “You’ll get to ride together in the hearse!” says Marilyn, all match-maker-like. Uh …] After a lunch of buttered ham sandwiches and plates of cake varieties, tomorrow afternoon then it’s off to St.Paul/Stillwater for a couple nights while Mabel meets new friends at a kennel. I need to get away. It will be good.
It will be good.
[Forget the fact that there is no Sunday sermon yet. Forget it. Phil Dunphy would.]
there's no place like gnome. 
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