Last night it wasn't supposed to rain...surprise, surprise, not only did it rain...it blew...it blew Nancy and Tom's awning up over their trailer.
All this after our park's Christmas party. We sang carols and exchanged presents. We ended up with bath salts, but had hot chocolate, wine and chocolate fingers along the way. You guessed it...we could STEAL when our number was called. Roland, who played a keyboard we could sing along with, got a package of purple soaps called sleep. Imagine the hilarity when he and Joanse found the word douche on one of the bottles!
