The Chief jumped into bed last night, secure in her procurement of a green article of clothing suitable for the next day’s “pinching defense.” We both talked about last year’s post before snapping the light off.
Nothing cute happened this morning. Unless you count the dog but he’s Scottish, anyway.
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