Not much to say this morning. It will be a cool day and my granddaughter is flying in from Denver, to arrive around 11 am. My daughter is picking her up at the airport. I called Heidi and told her to grab jacket for Alissa. “She was cold all the time when she was here last.”
This started out to be a busy week but at least we had a sense of what we were doing from day to day. One phone call last night and the plan was shot to hell. So we created a new plan this morning…God only knows whether this is the correct one.
Shot to hell…where did that expression come from? There I go again…curiosity killed a cat…where did that expression come from?