The Incorrigible Night Owl

Washing and detailing my car. For an hour-and-a-half. You name it; I cleaned it. It was hard work but the van looks fab.
On the way home (at 11 p.m.) I stopped at the donut shop and got a couple pigs in a blanket (with cheesy sausages, no less).
The excitement never stops when you’re an old, married woman with children!