MOST welcome news from BCE.
Well, lemme tell ya…
Sometimes you come up Aces.
Not –only– did I get Wifey sprung from the hoosegow
I –also-convinced Dumbunny to give the Gran#2 to me.
Back in our possession.
I owe all of you a debt that I can never repay properly. From prayers to shekels to good thoughts, y’all got me through this. It ain’t over yet, but at least NOW we can get shit at least on a even keel. As far as Gran#2, she’s happy and thrilled to be back with Big Papi and GiGi and everything outside of some legal ramifications to be dealt with, she’s home.
Whew…talk about missions.
Like I said, most welcome news indeed. I had a phone conversation the other day with Big Country a few hours after the, um, unfortunate sequence of events that landed Wifey in Stoney Lonesome had taken place (no further deets from me; it’s BCE’s story to tell, not mine). Poor guy was upset, discombobulated, and worried sick enough that he asked me if I might be so kind as to consider rerunning the link to his ongoing raffle, since it was looking a lot like no matter how much dough he could somehow scrape together quick, it almost certainly wasn’t going to be enough to meet the need which would accompany this revoltin’ development.
Done and done, my brother, and I’m glad to hear that things seem to have worked out so nicely. Y’all go on over to the Intrepid Reporter’s digs and buy something nice for yourself, y’heah?
Prayers and shekels, you retired?