had a most marvelous weekend with grandkids...

watching Ian light fireworks...Coralie with her "Can I tell you something, Grandma?"....Violet saying "Follow me, Gemaw" and "I love you, Gemaw" and Millie almost smiling at me. Rusty slept most of the way home. he was exhausted. we get home and Kevin tells me he smells ammonia....maybe I should dump the alfalfa pellets. so I do. then he suggests I take out the trash. so I do. excuse me? it's your dog. whatevs. then I realize I can't get into the junk mail folder, it makes me log in, then tells me the login is incorrect. let freedom ring. will they even be open tomorrow to call and complain...or do they get Monday off for 'the holiday'?

KJ & gang spent their weekend at the farm.