Tomorrow's Last Sunday Before EASTER, Sade

    Under the circumstances, of course I can speak directly to you writing in this public forum. Ordinarily of course, a personal relationship wouldn't be so raked over the coals by me. But ... yada yada ... TA DA! Miss you for EASTER? Sacrifice has become my fifth name. What next? See you soon. 

    Goofy, ya know? I can remember in my youngest years, my father on the couch with my mother asking what I thought of Walt Disney tonight. A bright figurehead introducing The Wonderful World of Disney. 

    AND THEN Public Relations ANNOUNCED THERE'D BE DISNEY WORLD! Then Mr. Disney died, and both Walt and I are angry Disney World's Monorail doesn't connect to Orlando and Kissimmee. I could just jump out of my skin when you get down to how utterly irate I feel they built a train from Daytona's suburbs to Orlando - like they don't know trains connected to Disney World would be BRILLIANT TOURISM! Not even monorail or bridges or tunnels, for under or over train tracks that logically should never be crossed, ever, by roads for safety's sake. 

    Yeah, would be nice to spend time together before Easter. See you ... How're ya doin'? Both ready to rid ourselves of this point of anger, I'm severing. Laugh like you do entertaining Security Personnel. Blind bloodsuckers. Well. At least we watched each other. ... 

See you in church? 😇😎😍