That's right, Friday, after Mom and I had our hair done in Alpine, we came home and I checked out the progress the furniture building boys had made upstairs in the garage. Coming out the door, I tripped over a mound of dirt and fell flat on my face in the sharp rocks outside the gate to our house. Crap. I skinned my knee, my palms, and my nose. Of course, my nose didn't break, so no improvement there.
Saturday, Dennis's friends came over to target shoot starting very early and on into the afternoon.
Sunday, we lost an hour of sleep because we forgot it was the end of Daylight Savings Time. I've been tired all day and we'll have to wait a whole year until we get that extra hour of sleep. Pooh.
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