I know it’s been awhile,

 

but you guys just don’t know how hard it is to write a blog. Brub isn’t much help, dad just smiles when I moan, and mom, well she’s getting a little older and her brain just isn’t as good as it use to be.

So It all falls on my little head.

Here I am, getting ready to post this morning and you can tell, I’m struggling . It’s a cold morning in Uniontown and it’s foggy. Mom says these are the days to stay in bed, but she makes us all get up anyway. So I nap wherever I can.

I wish you a warm bed, maybe a pillow instead of a keyboard to rest your head, and a mom that will let you sleep in.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown,

Love and hugs,

Annie