One of my wreaths boxes hit the basement floor and exploded into a dozen pieces, which is why this wreath was still hanging in the kitchen. Silly me, no one has wreath boxes in late January. 1/24
Skipping the 25. We were supposed to have dinner with Chuck's sister, but they had an electrical fire at their house. A very bad night.
Woke him up again, for exactly two seconds, then back to kitty snores. 1/26
Hungry Howie's yummy ranch crust pizza! 1/27
Kent's black squirrels welcome me home, right next to the back door. 1/29
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