I woke up, still relishing the Bronco’s Monday Night win over the NY Giants the night before. Ed McCaffery had gotten his leg broken, but it was a good win. I was feeling good. It was my oldest granddaughters 12th birthday anniversary, and we had a nice party planned for her that afternoon after school.
Then, my mother-in-law called, hysterical. “We’re being attacked! We’re being attacked!” she kept screaming over the phone. “Turn on the TV!” I did.
The rest of the day was...crap. I was infuriated beyond anything I’d ever felt before.
That reminds me. Tomorrow my granddaughter will be 18.
Tell your Grandaughter Happy Birthday from Freeperland. Oh, BTW, Congratulations. :^)