One day in, and I blew it already. I got home from the fruit last nite, and found Psycho Momia watch a docudrama on the Zodiac, and got completely sucked in. Good flick from what I saw of it. Great job of keeping in the 70’s.
I have some deeper thoughts, but they ain’t ready yet. Maybe later this week.
I’ll leave you a quote from the oldest on Friday night:
“Dada, my yoni has an arm.”
Brr….
Oh, running around.
Job got nuts with letting the Big Cat out, and all the fiddly little crap that went with it.
Home got kind of nuts, what with a major party, and all.
The wee ones went trick or treating at iRobot, which I imagine was a blast. They had a great time last year. Thanks to Elayne for inviting us.
Like so many other little girls, we had a Cinderella, and a Tinkerbell.
We had a great time at our party – thanks to all who came, and all who wanted to, but couldn’t. Nothing got broken this year.
I’ve ruminating on many things – creative projects, construction projects, sensual/sexual things…
Some things are combined.
I am going do this NaBloPoMo thing. So expect at least one post a day from me for the next 30.
Hopefully, they will be better than this one.
Chag – this is your fault!
You are now officially a Tattooed Dad!!!!!
I have to warn you…
You will get more. They are addictive.
