#ooc

mmmm, must find tea

It's after the letter S

G'morning!

hihi

Dagmar + Basketball = Yay!!!

Hi!

Rahne, helloooooooo

Hallloooooo!

I got up at a reasonably early hour, and got started on audio work no more than an hour later. Got an hour-and-a-half of that done, and did some laundry and some storage-of-garb ...so I'm feeling Noble and Justified. 🙂

So you're having a Gwydion moment

Noble and justified 🙂

woo

I am half-assed packing

That's me!

All of the stuff from the attic is downstairs, and (VERY importantly) I found the pin for the hitch platform

Catnik, is there really any other way to do it? 🙂

VERY IMPORTANT.

Kittens are out and about

And I finished Downton Abbey 🙂

Very satisfactory resolution.

I'm catching up a bit, but if anybody wants one of my characters present, let me know! 🙂

Not sure if you want to assume Sylvi went away for the weekend in DG or continue there.

I think, since Dagmar's back at basketball camp and Sylvi's already talked to her, Siv, and Olgar, it's safe to say she's back in DG...and needs to talk to Hewitt, then Colton.

Eve has decided she can fit at my back while I sit if she feels she wants attention

awww

One of our cats (now deceased) used to do that with Terence. He sacrificed his posture so she could feel comfortable and secure.

My future is a hunchback. Got it

Little poodle, Pixie, is not a happy camper

Doesn't like kitties?

Yeah, they don't harrass her, but they get in 'her space' and she's not crazy I pet them. She 'endures' them

Yeah...same cat mentioned above just barely tolerated all the other cats in the house.

Ha! May doesn't speak troll.

Lunch

Hey, lunch!

boo, forgot to take batteries out of my little maglite

now they are stuck

Can you use some putty to shove in there and then pull them out?

idk, maybe?

Magnet?

Not sure if magnetic 🙂

Give it a good SHAKE WHACK

Duct tape?

still very stuck, but I found a functioning non-mag flashlight, so that one is going instead

"There's a liiiiight...."

LOL I just read the jump rope song....WOW.

Your brain, Mr.D!

And the big "stuff" tub is packed.