Mom and Dad left. Boo.
Abby got tooth #3.
I ran over a snake. (Good riddance!)
I FINALLY purchased hosting for a website, so I can finally (hopefully) work toward giving this blog a well-deserved makeover. I’m knee-deep in technical website mumbo-jumbo now, so hopefully I can figure it all out and not mess things up to the point of disrepair. Slightly terrifying.
Coon hunting season resumed, and thus I resumed my status as a hunting widow. Go get ’em, Jon.
In celebration of the return of hot beverage weather, I left my “I like my coffee black” ways behind me and became addicted to Peppermint Mocha creamer. AND I found a homemade version of it. Fab!
I cleaned the bathroom and fell head-over-heels in love with a new brand of toilet bowl cleaner. It truly is the little things that make life good. As a result, I may actually like cleaning the toilet now. Or at least no longer despise it.
My goof-ball child adopted this expression as her new default face. She does this to everyone. No sound, no motion, just this face. She is out of control.