Today was my Huxley day, so I was up & out the door at O’dark thirty. He’s getting so big! He ate a lot of baby cereal, and applesauce and bananas. I hope I don’t have to fight with his germs like I did all last week.
Your virus sounds miserable, TG. I’m sure that took all your strength assembling all the little snack cups while sick!
Thanks for the insight that people go a little crazy in these situations (fresh divorce).
I guess I’ll have to get my Santa Clauses down soon, and switch them out for snowmen.
PQ, great to have you fully back in fine form! Good news that the prog coordinator might not come back at all.
You really do understand! (RE my mother) Yes, it was a good meal out anyways.
Lav, you were quite overdue for a do-nothing day, to balance out all those over-doing days over the holidays.
Luna looks cute & crazy in that photo!
The end should come soon now for your son-in-law’s poor father. They must be exhausted from keeping vigil.
Mick, are you putting rocks on the ground around the castle, or building up stone on the castle walls?
Good thing you know how to fix your own washing machine lines anyways. What a mess.
Poor Argyl! Bonnie was just waiting for the opportunity to get a swipe in.
Nitey-night, and sleep tight!
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