miscellaneous musing on my life, food, scrapping, and whatever else I'm thinking about.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
It looks like 9:45 pm is the new time for cranky old relatives to call me. With no thought as to whether or not my heart might stop when the phone rings at that hour. With no consideration that I might have to get to bed so I can get up the next morning to go to work. Grrrrr.