A little while ago, I asked G to clean up the Barbies she had strewn all over the dining room. This is the result.
I’m not a big fan of removing snow and ice from the driveway. Mother Nature put it there, I’m just fine with waiting for her to take it away.
Liverpool 1 Hull 3. I watched my favorite side lose an ugly match to an inferior Hull team while eating breakfast this morning. My mood has improved by playing London 0 Hull 4 in the basement while I dig the Christmas decorations out of the crawl space, though. “Anxious” makes me smile. :-)
For the last 30 years or so, a bunch of guys from the neighborhood we grew up in play a football game at Thanksgiving time. This year I had one of my best games in years (ever?) Six catches, including a TD, and an interception at midfield I returned to the 1 yard line before their QB caught me. This may or may not have anything to do with the fact that the guy covering me is getting older and fatter every year.
I will always reblog this. ALWAYS.
Another reason: Archer’s hangover prayer.