David and I went for our pedicures. A first for me, when a man did mine for me. A lady helped David, and he seems happy with the result, which is exactly what I had hoped. We have to admit our age, when neither of us can manage to look after our toenails properly, but this is the cheapest and most fun way to deal with the problem. Then we came home and both of us pretty well pegged out. But we're up now. I spent some time putting page numbers on my two new BuJo journals. Here's what they look like.
Beth, I'm thinking of sending Mike a congratulations card on his engagement, but don't have, nor do I particularly need, an address. May I send it in care of you?
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