Good morning, all! I slept far too late, then I had to catch up on last night's posts, then I had a phone call, and then I had sme coffee, and voila!
It's Write-A-Report Day! That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Oh, the rain comes a-pitter patter
And I'd like to be safe in bed
Skies are weeping while the world is sleeping,
Trouble heaping on our head
It is vain to remain and chatter
And to wait for a clearer sky
Helter skelter I must fly for shelter
Till the clouds roll by