My fine bungling.

I arrived late. When picking up my Italian amore. At the airport. Because I was overwhelmingly busy.  Preparing the house and stuff. Especially for her.  Sorry to say, I could have done a better job of it. She brings out my drive/quest  for perfection.  Won't ever achieve it. But hey, doesn't hurt to try. Just for kicks. Anyway, she probably isn't noticing all of my fine bungling. Because she's tired. There's a 7-hour time difference. She arrived here at 7 p.m. Which is 2 a.m. the next day in Italy. --Jim Broede