Home at last...

I am thinking about being "home at last" like Martin Luther King's famous speech. It sure feels good to be home. I had a wonderful greeting from my roommate/buddy/pet Edgar and I knew I was at home. Luckily I had good flights and no issues. So I do need to be thankful today. I have a busy weekend planned and I can't wait! Tomorrow I will be going to my local sewing store to work on a project I have been planning on doing for some time. My local sewing store has "Escape to Sew" days there every second Saturday of the month. I think this might push me to do some sewing I have been meaning to do for some time. This is also the place I bought my serger. I really need to break it in so I will take that and my sewing machine and work on a project. I am quite excited too!

After that I have a birthday party to attend. It's for a friend's 50Th birthday. My birthday is Sunday so I am going to pretend its my party too! LOL!

On Sunday I have church and I will spend the day at my mother's celebrating her day and my birthday. It should be fun. We don't know what we will do but I am sure it will be something fun. I may have to drag her out of the house but we will do something!

Well I think I have said enough for today. But here is a joke for my friend Patrice. I thought about her as soon as I read it and laughed my butt off!

A guy walked into the local welfare office to pick up his check.
He marched straight up to the counter and said, "Hi. You know, I just
HATE drawing welfare. I'd really rather have a Job."
The social worker behind the counter said, "Your timing is excellent!"
We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man who wants a
chauffeur and bodyguard for his beautiful daughter.
You'll have to drive around in his Mercedes, and he'll supply all of
your clothes. Because of the long hours, meals will be provided.
You'll be expected to escort the daughter on her overseas holiday trips
and you will have to satisfy her every need.
You'll be provided a two-bedroom apartment above the garage. The salary
is $200,000 a year."
The guy, wide-eyed, said, "You're lying!!!"
The social worker said, "Yeah, well . . . you started it.


Giggles and Guffaws!