It may sound a mite superstitious in writing, but I see a connection here...
(Also, is it just me or is 'Good Friday' kind of an oxymoron, considering that it's named for when Jesus died? Just sayin'...)
In other news, the auction is today...I PROMISE to take my camera. We're planning on leaving here around 9, get to the auction a little after 10, check in, and then we'll have a little while to get Shiska gussied up.
(By 'gussied up' I mean 'hopefully we'll be able to get the worst of the mud clumps off of her and I won't be embarrassed when we go in the ring'.)
Mom has brought up the suggestion of 'maybe no one will bid on her'...I refuse to think of such an option. But if that happens...I don't know what I'm going to do with her. *headdesk* See, here I am thinking about it now. Dangit.
P.S. I mentioned in the last entry something about Florida--I don't have all the details yet, but when I do I'll put the plan of action up here. Mwee hee hee...)
P.P.S. I haven't heard from the Colorado people yet. I'm gettin' kind of anxious over here...