The Wife is insistent that cranberry sauce ought to be available in stores year-round. The stores apparently disagree with her.
I am a very hot-natured person, and some of my medication causes me to sweat quite a bit. Consequently, unless the room is pretty cool and has good airflow, I sweat like a pig all day long.
The vendors at the new teacher orientation all had totes. All of them. A sea of totes, as far as the eye could see. It’s as if they knew that teachers had but a single weakness, and that weakness was totes.
Yes. Nutrition. And not anything else.
It’s nice to finally draw the Wife and myself the way we actually look.
First day with the new school! I’m hoping it doesn’t go anything like this.
I’m pretty sure the Wife cannot actually taste garlic anymore.
I’ve put a pretty decent dent in my to-do list this week, actually.
And now you’ve got “Love Shack” stuck in your head, too.