|Anya and I are chilling, awaiting the arrival of the visitors.|
So as she wends her way through the crowd of folks who are arguably the worst drivers in New England (and that is saying a lot), I thought I'd bang out a quick post to keep you, Our Valued Readers informed and on top of things here at The Chant.
Hopefully there are no Juvat tales of malfunctioning tech in the middle of the night preceding this rather short post. Hey, I have a life. Sort of. When the kids are in town anyway...
So Anya the Wonder Cat and I bid you adieu until next time, which may or may not be tomorrow. I'm not sure.
|"Kick the tires and light the fires Grandpa, let's get this party started."|
That's L'il Sweetie, the youngest of the clan and who might be known henceforth as TOPGUN Baby. Is it apparent that her Daddy flies fighters and her Mommy is a WSO?