Communing With Papa...

Maggie was sleeping on the couch when the phone rang. She immediately woke and ran into the computer room. It always tickles me when she does that.

"The call is not for you princess," I told her.

"Hello?" I asked.

"I've made you some barbecue sandwiches and I also made German potato salad. Come and get you a plate," my father told me.

I was out of the door before Maggie could miss me.

"War Eagle!" dad said as he greeted me at his backdoor.

Auburn beat #1 ranked Georgia last night.

"We are going to go ahead and take your medications while you are over here," my father told me.

You didn't hear a complaint out of me. This was turning out to be one fine afternoon despite the overcast conditions and the rain.