March 27

Yard Sale Day ! My yard sale driver and fellow buyer of stuff can't come out to play, yet,so my Grandson ,the groom , has offered to be my yard sale buddy. Only we couldn't find a sale. So we did what one born in N.O. and one born to love good food, would do. We met for lunch. Fried oyster sandwiches. With a beer for one of us and a Coke for the other.The fact that we ate outside in the cold and wind, did not deter us from enjoying being together and eating our sandwiches. This is such a crazy town. A couple of tables away  from us, and we ,up until now, were the only ones in this make shift eating tent, came a couple with their bull dog. The dog got a cushion for the chair and a blanket and sat on the chair at the table. I am not sure what he ordered.

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01.12 | 09:15

Safe travels. See you soon. sally

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I read the last page first too. It’s a family curse.

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so glad youre here mom!

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Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

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