D is for doofus, which is what I feel like at the moment. I have been sitting here wondering why no one else had a “D” post up yet. Surely not everyone is as behind as I always am! Then, I saw a reminder that we don’t post a letter on Sundays. DOY! I did and that is why I am a day ahead. But, it works, because now I can save this post for tomorrow (Wednesday…it is Tuesday as I type this) instead of fretting that it was late for today. 🙂
D is also for dandelions. I think they are beautiful. Other folks think they are pesky weeds. I think they are beautiful wildflowers…that absolutely refuse to grow in our yard!
D is for dogs. Our current dog is our grand-dogger Petra. She lives with us while her mommy works on completing her degree program.
D is for David, the man of my dreams.
D is also for daddies and I miss both of them very much.