I flew to Denver on Friday to be able to spend the weekend with the Conders.
Lexi was singing in Primary and I just couldn't miss that!
Besides, Howie has been in Minnesota for two weeks and I hate being alone.
I love the area they live in.
Most of all, I love hanging out with my shadow.
I have missed her something fierce.
Tonight we wrote stories.
She writes some pretty fantastic tales.
She would write a few paragraphs then I would write a few paragraphs. The plot involves some zombies, mashed potatoes and gravy and some other twists and turns.
We aren't sure of the ending but it should be interesting.
We have just enjoyed each other's company.
I hate to go home.