Not nearly as big or unwieldy as my Granny’s purse, but she’d slow clap for me and tell me I’m moving in the right direction. And then she’d see how hard she could hit one of her kids over the head with this thing.
Meanwhile, my own mother will be receiving a coupon for “one free lecture to me about the evils of Obamacare.”
For those of us who are going to check just ONE MORE TIME to see if all the lights have been turned off.
In the mood to turn down the saturation.
I’m probably getting ahead of myself, but all this extra daylight is making me giddy.
For the procrastinators up in here.