Grace and Not Me

I'm not as great as I should be.

I do do love pinups and icons of the era but I do admit that I have a difficult time maintaining that balance with the word "grace" in hostile situations.

A gal named Sha sent me this card from Sioux Falls, South Dakota. She sent this way back in the cold days. It was 43 degrees then. She sent it in March. I was still trying to solidify things then and in the thick of the beginnings of the dreadful events with Jonas.

But hopefully those have a better result eventually.

Sha's card had a recipe for a salad. I'm not great at eating that healthy tasty either but I did enjoy her card very much.