I could still see him around every corner, a frown upon his face...

As I have probably said before, I dislike wishing away my days but Friday evening cannot get here soon enough. Work is topsy-turvy, one relative's in the hospital and another confined at home sick (no not with the dreaded flu but some kind of other virus), and my washing machine is begging to be done away with. Oh, the wonders of my magical and exciting life.:)