Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease don’t fall.
I dub my cute little tiny new pedal board, “Le Petit Dirt.”
Oh glorious glory.
I need to rebuild the music nook. Tonight.
We have something to be proud of again. I forgot what it felt like.
When the COVID-19 craziness kicked off back in March, 10 months ago, one huge corner of our bedroom was completely empty. As the lock down progressed we bought a big cabinet for stuff and we inherited a great big dresser. Now that we’re thinking of rearranging the room we had to find new homes for those two giguntic pieces of furniture. Suddenly the room is looking empty again.
It’s weird that going back to what we had just a couple of months ago seems to be weird. It’s weird that it’s weird, right? Weird.
My wife is a genius. A software genius, a mathematical genius, a genius genius, and now a culinary genius.
Hello and welcome to the robot apocalypse. DJ Roomba in the house!
The cat is displeased.
Patches wants the COVID-19 vaccination but she doesn’t trust the government. She’s afraid of The Man, but is optimistic that by Wednesday things will be super different.