I ate too much, laughed too much, ate some more, laughed some more, and now I'm seriously zonked! Hubbo's birthday was on Thanksgiving day, so I stuck some candles on the cake, and we all sang Happy Birthday. He was a happy camper.
Yesterday we went into Brooklyn for a kid and grandkid visit, went for brunch at Bubby's, where I ate too much and laughed too much.
That's it. Banal posting, I know, but being zonked does not lead to interesting posts. You get what you get.