I worked at the Mountain Magnolia Inn last night. It was a big rehearsal dinner; what a lot of hard physical labor! Am I getting old? I am so whupped this morning! Left here at 2:30 yesterday afternoon, got home at 1:00 this morning. ED and I are getting ready to make a supplies run to Asheville; pick up groceries and animal feed, and some sort of surprise for YD, who is still pretty weak, but so much better. She was furious yesterday when she realized that ED was going with me to town, but she wasn’t. Said it wasn’t fair, because she was the one who was sick and stuck in the house all week: she’s such a party girl! I had to promise her a fun trip to town this week; maybe we’ll hit the Goodwill and Target, do a little clothes shopping. That girl loves to shop for clothes. She’s got to be some kind of genetic anomoly, because none of the rest of us like to go clothes shopping! Though I’m sort of starting to come around, just because she loves it so much that it makes it fun to go with her. To a point. ED and I like bookstores and tack stores and feed stores.