It's Monday night, S and I are both back here at the pied-a-terre ... and I'm just PER-PLUNKED! My new word. It's derivation makes no sense, but it rolls nicely around in the mouth and the tongue, so I'm stickin' with it. PER-PLUNKED!
Hmm .... (thinkin')
Kind of Monday-night tired, a mite crabby with the heat and looking forward to swishing my feet around under cool, cotton sheets.
That's PER-PLUNKED!
At least for THIS day!
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