Sometimes I can’t find my Harold…Sometimes he just blends into the rug.  But…maybe that’s a good thing.  Maybe this weekend I can drag him (kicking and screaming) out of the house.  I’ll try my hardest…but if not, me and my BFF Myra will go gallivanting!  …The new POPE looks like a nice guy…warm, nurturing and he cares about the poor…I’ll tell you what, I LIKE HIS FACE!

Sometimes I can’t find Harold