I am in here.
You step out into the Ohio June air, and your glasses fog up immediately. Cheered me up, though — that’s definitely something you can’t do in Los Angeles. Not outside of a movie set, at any rate. Sophia R. Dog missed me and gave me a wonderful welcome, but the cats are ignoring me, which … Continue reading You know you're home when…
… to the sound of rain. 2:45. I’ve already woken several times, every time thinking that I’d slept a full night’s sleep. The first time was at 10:30, when Peter, having celebrated his last day of school, came home from a concert over at UC. The dog wanted out, and to play in the rain … Continue reading I pour myself awake
Other Patti has taken the bags of chametz away. Some of the chametz was in the form of iced doughnuts. Other Patti, as you can see, had her own ideas how to get rid of this form of chametz (while simultaneously talking on her cell) … Here she is, further talking to Bruce the fixit … Continue reading Chametz — all gone!
Beeper R. Kat here is inspecting the bags of chametz that I’ve gathered for Other Patti to take away, for the measly price of $1. Ah, preparations for Passover! Sophie the Dog has plans for the lamb shank bone, which I’ve yet to get. Maybe I’ll carve a beet into the shape of a sheep, … Continue reading Chametz, with accidental cat-blogging
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