So far, only myself and My Oldest Baby have showered, the Overnight Creme Brulee French Toast is ready and waiting in the fridge, and My Oldest Baby has warmed up something called Buffalo Wings Pepperoni Rolls for breakfast, because he just can't wait.
I have my favorite old T shirt and a pair of the boys' old shorts on, with an ELASTIC band, that's right. I did not shave my legs, either. We are planning some shenanigans, good meals, working on the flower beds, and general lazy laying around.
We are also going through old pictures and trying to get them somehow scanned into a place I can download them with my limited technical "skillz".
I have no idea when that might be coming. You know me. *shrugs*
and in other news, the devil's members continue to rise. I tend to think they are probably poisonous. Ugh.
The stump with the transplanted Lambshire around it and an unwelcome guest rearing it's ugly head. The first one wilted. You can see the remains at the 4 o'clock position in this picture.
Get thee behind me, satan. Is that an insult to poisonous mushrooms? I'm not even sure.........
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