Pretty sure this is going to be the last week of hot fitness chicks on the Monday poat, at least as an exclusive set of images. I’m running low in the binders and going out to look for more isn’t something I feel 100% sanguine about doing anymore as I try to stay clear of pr0n. So, enjoy it – or don’t – one more time.
iPhone owner.
You’ve got a little less than 2 weeks until Summer 2018 ends. Make the most of it.
Kitty phone.
Depending on the weather, I’ve got a ton to do today inside or out. I’m either cleaning out gutters and trimming trees or emptying out boxes and helping the wife make the basement stairs more kid safe.
Had my first real car accident yesterday. Guy pulled past a stop sign (he had stopped, then started again across the road I was driving on which had no stop sign. I was going 45 or so (i.e. the limit) and managed to slow us down to about 20 before I clipped his right rear corner. Superficial damage to the Venza, probably totaled his Malibu. Nobody hurt, Possum barely noticed or looked up from her tablet, thank God, but I’m a little shaken and won’t look forward to driving for a while.
She’s all bundled up for autumn.
Gotta call around to get the truck moved to a professional, so here’s the slate o’ pics for today.
Renn Faire soul thief.
About 2/3rds of it is onto the burn pile already, with some of the leafy bits still on a tarp in the front yard waiting to be hauled out back. Couldn’t put a ton of time into it yesterday without getting pretty wiped out, I cut it down and then hauled for about 2 hours total. 90+ degrees both days I worked on it, and I managed to sunburn my back when I was hauling.
Ugh, the Smith machine.
We did a full 48 hours without mom this weekend, and it went as well as could be expected. I was exhausted afterward and just barely made it out of bed this morning, though. Should be a fun week on the job.
It took 45 minutes to get her hair to look right. Just speculating.
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