I've never played poker. Everything I learned about poker I learned from the Kenny Rogers sone. However, I've never held them, folded them, walked away or run. but I know how to spread 'em. A spread is the same thing as a fan. Right? Any kid who's ever played Old Maid knows how to do that. Isn't it interesting how we learn how to cheat, bet, bluff and shark before first grade? So when does card playing become sinful? It was in my grandmother's Methodist household. I just forget at which age playing cards became taboo. There were too many don'ts in my life.
Yes, I'm not supposed to be here, but I took a break last night, and one thing led to another. Before I could help myself I was making more postcards. I printed six and went to town! I woke to a short stack of writ, addressed, dated, stamped and postaged postcards. Why does Spell Check insist on telling me what I want to say when I don't want it to? I couldn't use stamped twice, since in this instance, it meant using an inked stamp to add an image to the back of my card. So, postaged saves me from being redundant. Notice how I saved my cards from being redundant? The same image has three separate fonts! For real.
I meant to mail these from our cluster, but I get tired of chasing down the mail truck. Mother Goose & Grimm's Grimmy comes to mind every time I think of having to do it. There's always tomorrow.
As soon as I schlep all the way to Office Depot for ink, I have plans to print more. I could use your help though. Will you vote for your favorite font? I'd appreciate it more than you can imagine, since I like all three.
BTW. The photo is a reflection of just how hot it is here. How hot is it? Why, it's so hot, we can't even put the water trough back in the pasture yet. We're still tubbin' and swimmin' here! So, Happy October One, y'all! Okay. Happy October Two!