It's been a helluva week, but I'm off till I have to work a dance next Saturday night. That's nine days of bliss. Then the final push to the end of the school year.
Tomorrow, I've got to fry fish at the church. The ladies of the church have become fond of a Good Friday fish fry. So, some of the men and I will descend on the church tomorrow afternoon and fry fish for about 30 - 40 people. We never know how many folks will show up, but we feed everyone who arrives. Like Jesus dividing the fish and the loaves, we never run out, but there's never any left, either. It's funny how church fish-frys never have any left-overs.
I'm ready for some time off. When Milady gets home, we'll declare Happy Hour.