26 March 2020 Thursday
Stew!
There is stew on the stove and I’m going to eat it.
::happy::
The eyes see things that are, the mind sees things that are, that were and that that could be.
You’ve come far and though you’re far from the end,
you don’t mind where you are, cuz you know where you’ve been.
If you don’t know, why would you say so?
‘should’ve never started—ain’t that the way it always ends.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
Got cold enough to pull over a soft plush blanket and I’m now surrounded in soft plushy coziness and very happy about it.
New Orleans has alll the oysters and many of them have visited my belly and I am a happy.
Little things with tiny legs should not be allowed to move so fast
How did we ever defend ourselves without vacuum cleaners
and sneakers
My spatial sense sometimes astounds me with its effectiveness. I wonder where it comes from, and I am very grateful for it.
Side progress was had. Does little for the task list, yet does plenty anyway.
I like that Gmail considered 8:00am Thursday as “tomorrow” even though it’s currently 2:50am Thursday. Gmail understands me.
It’s amazing how much difference five pounds makes. I forgot how many more clothes are available to wear at this size.