So I was thinking that when my church choir and I sang two songs on Palm Sunday that for sure I'd have an "in" to win the cross BINGO. Nope. There were two games that I was one away from BINGO and couldn't claim a payout in time.
Close does NOT count in BINGO. Still, so fun! Too bad there's only 2 Sundays left this "season."
When I got home and it was 64 degrees I quickly changed shoes and went for a walk. Dang the snowplow drivers did some damage to neighborhood yards when they could tell road from anything with 2 feet of snow.
Was fun to catch my friend Marigene on the circle and the a few miles in, though. So nice!
Went to the store later for trifle ingredients and was struck by the knowledge that we really never know of a spring pothole is half an inch deep or half a bucket deep! Uff da. Wow. Actually so grateful for the bucket at this grocery store because my Black Betty would not have handled that well!
Of course, spring brakes wouldn't be complete without something BREAK-ing. For me. That's my bracket. Dang Duke.
As Forrest Gump would say, "That's all I've got to say about that." 😩
Forget all the madness. Enjoy spring the next 24 hours!
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