“How long are we going to have to look at that five- or six-inch long fish?” he asked, referring to a photo in the last post.
“FIVE OR SIX INCHES,” I responded. “It’s at least 15” long.”
“Can’t be if those are ‘two-by-fours’ it’s laying on,” he retorted.
“Ah, but they are two by eights,” I pointed out.
Turns out, he was bored silly and was looking for fresh reading material. Admittedly my last post was two full weeks old.
Well, now it isn’t.
At least Ed has something to read tonight. They were planning to fly out at midnight to visit their son’s family in Maine, but the east coast snow storm cancelled their flight.