Hi y'all! Sorry I am late. I went to a funeral this morning. But as I drove home, I wasn't sad. I felt as though I had missed out on meeting a wonderful man.

He was a husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather. I had never met him. He is the father of a co-worker.

The service was such a warm tribute to him and told all about who he was and what he cared about, you walked away liking him a lot.

He had a belief.............as funny as this may seem.........that if you spit in a dog's mouth - then that dog belonged to you. My friend had a dog.......and her Dad wanted that dog a whole bunch........so he spit in his mouth - and said, NOW HE IS MINE! That dog was devoted to her father.

Bailey's and crab cakes - and a fire in the fireplace? Sounds just perfect - because it is raining like crazy here again in SUNNY
California.