Tiny Godzilla since 1975
HAWT. Even hotter because I'm still sick, and wearing no makeup.
Ready to fight crime. Or get lunch, as the case may be.
I had the Underoos in the 70s, and now I have the Chucks. (I still miss the Underoos)
I started to get up for a drink, but it turns out I'm not allowed.
SOMEONE's glad I'm home. Okay, the husband too. But this is cute.
Yours truly with Sam and Maria. A good time was had by all! Thanks, Tucson!
The cat, of course, is utterly THRILLED.
The wreckage of lunch. #omnomnom
Helper cat is actually pretty crap at her job.
Except the bedroom, which looks like this throughout.
Because people asked for proof - the whole place looks like this.
We are still quite happy with our new envelope.
Well, that took about 90 seconds.
Also with the mail: UK editions of FOUR AND TWENTY BLACKBIRDS. #prettydamncool
Now it's become so scary, she has to hide behind me...but she's still fascinated.
The kitty has opinions about all this window work.
The story of my day: strange taint at eye-level for hours at a time.
Awesome husband brings home rum...and belated Xmas gift of outrageous awesomeness:
Still coming down. Sill stacking up.
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