Good Morning Gentle Readers,
Mrs TWC is having French Press coffee with her breakfast at her hotel in Philly. She texted me the arrival time of her flight and we chit-chatted a bit. It's rainy and cold in Philadelphia. Yes, the kids and dogs are well. Every last one of them is still asleep.
I'm reading the morning paper with my coffee, which is, like the term "glove compartment" or "trunk" an antiquated term that now means something different than it once did. At least to me. There is no newsprint around this house and there hasn't been for many years. The main drawback to that is that it means there's no fuel for the chimney starter.
I've got my cuppa joe and am perusing Facebook to see how my friends are doing. It's easy to read on my big screen monitor. Even easier thanks to this guy. I'll have a few laughs and then read some of the hundreds of interesting stories, news, analysis, and opinion pieces that are available with a mouse click.