On Sunday, T Junior was keeping me company while I took an ice bath after my 10-miler.
Out of the blue, he told me he saw a fly on the “treadmeel.” I doubted he did, but I played along. “You did, huh?”
“Yep,” said T Junior. “He was a funny fly.” He paused before adding, “He was exercising.”
Hi, I always see you commenting on other blogs so I got curious and clicked your link. And thank God I did! This post set my mood today! :))))
Aw. Glad I could help. 🙂 Hope you have a good one!
Little T is a hoot! Just getting caught up on blogs. Loved your pics in your last couple posts. Next time I'm at GWill, will keep my eyes peeled for more pink finds for you 🙂