Well, it's a toughie of a bonus game. I'd win it in a heart beat if the right six numbers get called tomorrow.
My Monday and Friday Line Dancing group is having a Halloween luncheon tomorrow, Friday. This past Sunday the lady who was in charge of the function fell ill--she's 92 year young, mind you. So, she called on me to pick up the relay stick and finish the race. I've been running crazy to fill in her huge shoes. She and I have different styles of organizing a party. She's a micro-manager and prefers to do everything her way herself, bless her heart. My fridge is brimmed with food that my neighbor and I chopped , mixed and cooked all afternoon today. I'll be so happy to unload, I mean to transport to the party site, tomorrow. Meanwhile, I just fixed me a stiff drink to distract my brain from noticing my poor feet that stood and prepped the food for 5 hours nonstop. I definitely will go to bed early tonight. Come what may tomorrow.