Why is it when I actually have time to sit here, I have nothing to say but the minute BB gets home or I'm at work, my mind goes a mile a minute with ideas. I guess I should start writing them down.
Like right now, I know there was something I wanted to talk about but I'll be damned if I can remember. I guess I should go anyway. I have a ton more errands to run and my sister in law is picking up BB since the hubby is working overtime. Maybe I should go check the weather too. Rumor has it, there is snow in the forecast. I'm sure we won't see a single flake but I may as well check.