It's also 81 degrees and sunny
My boy and I took a little walk this morning to get donuts at the end of our street.
That same boy has elbows that are ticklish.
I discovered the birthplace of the world's worst crab cake. Fist pump!
Boston is playing loudly.
We stomped our feet about it on the kitchen table.
I got to play the piano again for the first time in years. My sight reading is downright embarrassing. Like howling dogs down the street embarrassing. But hey, somehow my fingers still remember my favorite Jon Schmidt song.
I found a forgotten Christmas present at the top of my closet.
We get our favorite guy to ourselves all weekend!
So? Good news! Let's hear it people!