Usually bragging is reserved for Facebook, family newsletters, and prison cells. But showering has made me feel fancy and solitary confinement has made me such a blabbermouth!
SO behold our new bathroom:
Millie wanted to show off the bathroom but she isn’t tall enough to open the backdoor.
Too bad we re-screened that door!
Did that squirrel even know he/she was the color of my new grout?? I’m kidding! I’m sure he/she did!
Speaking of Dove Gray™ grout, (WERE WE??) I made a new card. Intern #1 said it was Mom Humor. I told her to go to her room.
I only gave birth to them to provide me with free manual labor. Ha! Who’s laughing now, boys??
OR a bath??
I barely do.

She was so dedicated!



And I am here because I love the smell of flooded basements.
Is that asbestos tile??
Don’t hurry home guys!
and tanning booths at Golden Tan in
was a class called Printmaking.
*Actual linocut carved while under Sr. Bernardine’s tutelage. 
These modern services enable my dwindling desire to engage with the outside world.
Just look at that commute! Ridiculous.

GET IT?!?! CAT-SUP???