We’re approaching a day of reckoning–people in our home. Rather a lot of them. The alarms are going off–no so much for me as for others who sweat the details to the nth.
Recognizing I can do no other, I told her a while ago that I was “at her beck and call” all day.
Then I realized: I have no idea what a BECK is. What have I signed up for?
Image from yesterday’s Roanoke Star Sentinel Christmas Gathering down toward Calloway–a gorgeous-foggy end of a miserable freezing-rainy day.