Easter Weekend at the Worldwide Headquarters was great. BTW: My youngest son questioned my content (get in line) recently. “You know…the Worldwide Headquarters is just your laptop.” I guess he’s on to the Santa thing also. My older son was back into the mix at our house (he’s on his own normally these days) for the holiday. That was sweet, with the four of us reunited (and it feels so good). Mrs. Poteet even hid Easter baskets. These days they want paper money, not coins.
Mrs. P fought an achy breaky tooth this weekend. Something isn’t right, and any number of home remedies did not work. She was even driven to a quick rinse of the weatherman’s Johnnie Walker, which for once WAS being used for medicinal purposes.