Couldn't handle looking at my pre-pubescent face every time I loaded the page. So, this post will serve as a barrier.
Ahh...better. I took that in PEI one of these past summers.
Pa Horton, my aunt and a friend o the fam paid me a visit today - saw the new pad, in all it's plastered glory. And, natch - me in my plastered glory.
I am a bout an hour and a half away from finishing my writing. AH. It's a show which will run the weekend of the 30th. it was a diaperload of work, but now it needs a few tweaks, and away we go. I'll sleep on it and look at it with fresh eyes tomorrow.
Corn is in bed - he feels sick.
I will approach him with oven mitts the rest of the week cuz I dont wanna get what he's got before my holidays, man.