My snow dog is sitting on the porch, loving the total lack of snow.
I'm waiting for a swplet to get done "digesting" her food so we can go to the gym; this week was a fail for her getting there due to her being tired, or a doctor appointment, or something.
She has been painting beautiful watercolors for her art class, that I admire when she's nowhere near, to avoid getting killed in nasty ways.
L&M and I were ROFL watching the Office last night. There are dude lactation consultants? That has to be made up.
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