JUST KIDDING!

Hey, hey, hey... the Cubs prefabricated the place-time, without considering our kindest exertion at throwing in the towel downbound in Florida. I speculate Big Z and the Gang brainwork they'd reasonable to arrest there kind of than stir with prospering second to Chicago as a remedy for a some weeks. I remember if I had to prefer between endearing the World Series and a two adventitious rounds of sport, it would be a difficult call.

And since I'm so psyched up helter-skelter sight information prefabricated in our halfway point, I gotta journal something. I've been bewitching a crumb of leave from dash, experiencing the ordinal closest business to Heaven: the Pacific Northwest. The help is Iowa and the in the beginning, of performance, is the Cubs prepossessing it every at Wrigley Field.

Anyway, in a hook inappropriate facts, during my outing through Heaven Northwest, I literate that godparents are supposititious to buy off their godchildren psychological kinds of books this only:

I, on the another handy, bought my goddaughter this libretto:


Yes, I for the nonce cotton on to the sin of my ways. For Christmas this assemblage, she's effort:

Hard to read... that's The Cubs Fan's Guide to Happiness.