Took me a while to figure this one out. Ruby loves parmesan. But she’s a little confused. She calls it parmidge. And when she wants some, she asks for some “parmidge on.”
Oh, to be two.
Read that Larry the Cable guy has a new movie airing next year. On the History Channel. Does that mean he’s a thing of the past?
I managed to burn my belly with boiling-over malt-o-meal this morning. It’s blistered. That takes talent. Or something.
Tried to take a belly shot from my perspective. It looked like a big round blob. Then again, that is pretty accurate from my perspective.
We’re a good 20 degrees cooler these days than we were two weeks ago. 80 degrees actually feels cold. The kids are begging for their feeted zipper pj’s to be dug out of the tote in the shed. The flowers have decided to bloom again. Liberty announced it must be fall and was disappointed to not have used her free pool pass yet – because 80 degrees is far too cold to swim in. Oh, how strange! Pretty sure I won’t feel cold for a good six months yet. Too much heat reserve.
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