It's been awhile since I posted on this blog. Too much water flowing over the bridge...
We had a great time at the Van der Crimp residence. The Cheap Beer Tasting is just about underway. There was a hotdog bar with some exquisitely hot sauce among the condiments. It should have had a label "DO NOT SPILL ON HANDS OR CLOTHING". Laura and Garett's parties are the best. We saw Garett's jacket with the logo of his new band "Prism Tats".
I found out today that I have been harboring a bad temper. It's taken 70 years and a lot "stuffing it", so to speak. Usually the "slow burn" type, today I've been frothing and gnashing and spreading fire and brimstone on all in my path. I'll chalk it up to a bad cold and terminal fatigue, but—on the other hand, maybe it's the bad temper that's causing the bad cold and terminal fatigue. If you see me, throw a bucket of water on me.
I'm turning one over by passing the chocolate egg aisle and not circling back. It's getting easier. Now peanut butter cookies, that's another story.
We're only turning our office into a guest room, not moving Hannibal across the Alps, but our whole condo looks like this. Boxes and bags line the halls and every wall. The place would be condemned if the authorities saw it. I can't believe how easy it was to make the mess and how hard it is to clean it up.
Not a good paper camera shot, but Emmett is irresistibly photogenic.