Crazy Talk and Sometimes Socks
Anyway, here we were with a full mound of leftover turkey breast (mound is the metric designation, mind you. In Imperial units it was a chunk-load), and it's not leftover turkey sandwich season. What's a family to do then? Captain Obvious would like to suggest perhaps making a turkey pie...
To write is to dream...
So, then, how did I find myself in mid-October. 2022, thinking about posting regularly to my blog again?
It was a good day for cheeseburger short socks. Or at least it seemed like it...
Well, it’s Friday afternoon...
Not much time to rant or ramble today, kids...
I am no sailor...
Things are starting to get serious, kids...
I can tell that we've been living with all the pretty significant restrictions for 6+ weeks now in the way that things that I used to easily overlook are now grating on my nerves like fingernails on chalkboard...
I'm just about out of short length socks, which is going to make this interesting if we keep up with the distancing much further into warmer weather. By all accounts, of course, some version of it will be ongoing regardless of which restrictions are lifted in the coming weeks. In other words, my daughter is … Continue reading Socks for Social Distancing, Day 44
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