Tomorrow is April Fool’s Day. The day originated from Chaucer’s Nun’s Priest’s Tale– when the vain cock Chaunticleer is tricked by a fox. This is too easy, joke amongst yourselves. Things haven’t changed much since the 14th century.
We’ve had enough-Good Riddance March! So many reasons, so little time. On top of my silly gray hair and everything else, I seem to have put on a few lbs. I was not eating dinner and it worked for a long time. I guess pretending to not eat dinner doesn’t work as well. Hide the mirrors. Now you know why I write this babble everyday, I never leave the house. But enough about me. Can you imagine being Dr. Husband? I know a couple of other people who have had a much worse March and will look forward to new beginnings in April-that’s no joke. Grace a Dieu. Tomorrow we’ll do a blessings counting and look forward. Right?