This is a scheduled post since I should be putting boxes in the moving truck. Cross your fingers that the moving is actually taking place.
So, another email from Alana:
My husband, being unhappy with my mood swings, bought me a mood ring the other day so he would be able to monitor my moods.
We’ve discovered that when I’m in a good mood, it turns green.
When I’m in a bad mood, it leaves a big frickin red mark on his forehead.
Maybe next time he’ll buy me a diamond.
Image| Darwin Bell
