Tonight she is making cubed steak fried and then baked in brown gravy with mashed potatoes.
It's absolutely heaven when she makes a home cooked meal. She doesn't do it enough. When we go out to eat I have to look for something she can't make, cause it just wouldn't be as good...
Long as I remember The rain been coming down. Clouds of Mystery pouring Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages, Trying to find the sun; And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain.
