
Mmm Mmm Good


Five days ago I took a couple of pictures of Bellana’s plant clipping. I took the same pictures tonight. I was hoping to see signs of growth. There weren’t any. Now I’m nervous that I killed it. Oh no!




New string night.

Candle pic, Batman ‘66 style.

Is it Batman ‘66 or Batman ‘67 or what?
BAM!
POW!
ZAP!
Wow. Biking fool. Biking in his good shoes.

There are a slew of deer in the woods right now. They are sneaky though and doing their best to camouflage, despite the snow. I can’t get a head count.

I don’t think she likes it when I use the second desk in the office. She wants the desk, and Jen, to herself.

Sitting on the tray thing on the coffee table thing. Often when she sits up there we end up with a fireworks display of cat vomit. She turns into a lawn sprinkler spewing in all directions.
So far she hasn’t shown any signs of a puke-splotion.

Raise your hand if you successfully carved up a pie with an actual pizza cutter.
Robert raises his hand triumphantly.

Hey, brah. You want some zah, brah?