Finnish Bread

Ron picked up our holiday braids from Janet yesterday.  This is the fifth year we’ve enjoyed her marvelous breads; it’s become a tradition that we look forward to.

Paul got his first New Yorker this week.

Ron refilled the bird feeders yesterday.  Smart; we got snow last night.  Ron shoveled.

Tried to clean the trap under the sink.  Couldn’t move the nuts; think some genius glued them.  Ron thinks he “knows (the) guy”.

Joe got home yesterday.