Text Foible

This afternoon I hung two fun garden centric signs in the atrium. One from my eldest (left), and one from Tim (right).

My DH was in a meeting, so I texted the image to him. Or so I thought! Turned out I botched the third letter of his name, hit send, and it went to my former drummer! Kurt and I have had a great time catching up, via text, this evening! I now know about his current band, that’s he’s still in the area, and he and his wife are doing well. It’s good to have good news these days!

I particularly love the sign my daughter sent me… that shovel looks like it could do some damage, but that’s our humor!!