It is 50ish outdoors and 9 am. I am waiting for Terry to get dressed to go Flea Marketing. Michigan plays at noonish. After last week's loss to our nemesis, Michigan State, we are out for blood. We are 5 - 1 as of today. Just a couple of years ago, I had to leave the house at game time. I couldn't take the pouting, whining and "Turtle Throws a Tantrum" ( from the Sweet Pickles books) of that man I love, over a football game. I saw a lot of movies that year. He has mellowed a bit, or knows he will be watching all alone otherwise. A victory is not as much fun without someone to high five on a good play.
At the Flea Market I am looking for shelves I can paint for my daughter's townhouse. I think I've found enough frames to do for right now. Wish me luck in the treasure hunt.
All is well in the world. Michigan won. Michigan State lost. And, I found a couple of treasures at the flea market.
