A driver pulled up beside a rundown farmhouse. He got out and knocked at the door. A very old woman answered the door, and he asked her for directions to Des Moines. "Don't know," the woman said. He got back in his car and pulled away. Then he heard voices. He looked in his rear view mirror and saw the woman and an equally old man waving for him to come back. So he made a U-turn and drove up to them. "This is my husband," the old woman said, "H doesn't know how to get to Des Moines either."

nicole, I laughed at your joke. I remember how I would try on the ladies fur coats that had been tossed on the bed when my parents had parties. It was my job to carry the coats upstairs, then I had my own little fashion show.

I'm wondering, eld - did you stand there holding that fork long enough to have those strands of spaghetti freeze? Hope you were well bundled up! o j

My poor heels 😔