This has been an odd morning/day. I have done so much cleaning and rearranging. At one point I even found a pair of ear plugs from my gauged day and just about barfed. My ears will never be normal.
So this is just a run down of things.
Ira is not a morning dog.
While cleaning the front closet I found my Kings jersey. I am more attached to this for memories than actual hockey. But those memories are stupid and silly.
I have no idea why. Flamenco dancing? Yes. That's it.
The mighty hunter!
Cleaned up the mess of my craft/book space.