"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body. But rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, with a beer in one hand, shouting "Whoo, what a ride!!" -Unknown
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Lucy always gets a Christmas present, if only to get her out of our hair. This year she got a stuffed lobster, which was quite a hit. She ripped off the antennas and tore most of the stuffing out of it in no time, but the squeaker and rope legs are still intact....for now.