At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide. Have a grand Tuesday and do something special! Your vote is in.
A habit cannot be tossed out the window; it must be coaxed down the stairs a step at a time. It's Friday that special day we all look forward to, unless you work on the weekends:(
Your vote is in.
Sending you a little Irish blessing on this Tuesday: May neighbors respect you,
Trouble neglect you,
The angels protect you,
And heaven accept you.
Your vote is in.
