Let's run away from it all. Last night was the worst. Skylark and I finally went to bed at 1:30 am and Bob's dog was barking at 3am and more fireworks.

I'm cranky. skylark and I are about ready to kill the neighbors. Lack of sleep does that to us.

So you got an offer from a lady of the Evening. Thank you for being Mr. Faithful. You just earned yourself a bunch of points. Skylark is proud of you.

Love ya!!! Riza