…heavily edited by a big bottle of scotch
In a few minutes, I’ll be off to my mom’s house to pick up a few things of mine that she has had for the last 25-30 years. I’ll be taking The Girls, who will no doubt have great fun sniffing around mom’s garden and interacting with her miniature poodle, Charlie.
Later today, I’ll dive headlong into gardening for a bit, then cook up a tasty meal featuring the last of the pork sirloin. After dinner, it is much writing for me to be doing.
More stuff later.