Category: Soaking

I used to blog. It was a great way to let my brain vomit. Also, I met a lot of great people that way, many of whom are still my good friends. Twitter sort of ruined blogging for me, because the character limit required me to be brief. And then it was just way easier…

This pigeon is named Cheddar and he loves my feet.

Got stung by a wasp getting out of my pool. Right on the left bum cheek.

I hoard chapstick because it is miserable when you don’t have one and you need one. And today, I learned that lip balm (not chapstick brand) goes rancid, so now I am terrified to check out my chapstick hoard.