Uli's Sausage, Nikon 995

This year I resolve to stop swearing in the car, make a pilgrimage to LA, not get pregnant, and buy more wool.

A girl can always use more wool.

on Saturday, Jana said

Come on down, Girl! I'll teach to swear in the car so the kids can't tell what you are saying . . .

on Monday, maricar said

You forgot to add that you're stopping by my place before you make it past the Oreegone border.