I actually left this until Monday morning for a change, so I’ll be especially brief in my thoughts before getting to the photos. Yay, election. Boo, Gary Peters took Carl Levin’s seat, and Trophy Wife Dingell is my congresswoman. At least Snyder’s still the Governerd.
Hey! That’s not a sports bra!
SRS. Not SRS.
Whenever I see curtains like this, I assume it’s a hotel.
She looks peeved about something.
I can’t do this. I probably never will. And I don’t care. I’m glad she can, though.
Scuba girl, how’d I do this week?
Now, time to get started on the week. Work to do, chocolate to brew.
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