*chuckles ... Rose, I'm unable to send you a PM. You've reached maximum capacity, you popular woman. Does this software not know who I am!
Oh,you really have it in for me, don't you. I only responded to your pm and I did ask you to stop. Apparently my last words to you didn't mean shit. You always ask for peace and then you swoop in and pull an about face. That's why only a few interact with you. So you stop sending me pms and I'll do the same. Oh, and don't take everything so personally. It will save us all from all of your constant whining about supposed wrongs done to you. I'm done with you! I was before. That's telling it like it is.
Nope, nothing better than that! My one and only grandbaby turns four months old today. Can't wait until she's old enough to walk and talk and ask to come to Grandma's house.
The wonderful feeling I get thinking about the Holidays and not letting a spiteful person spoil any of it. JOY!