Look at that fang toof! It’s the one Thomas uses to stash things he wants to hang out with. I would dearly love to know why he does that, though I should probably just be glad that he’s such a ridiculous boy.
It was cold this morning, because the sky cleared. Finally! The sunrise was gorgeous.
Piglet has a new fortress of solitude.
Piglet just can’t even.
I have no idea why he does this. Or even how he does it.
Maintenance finally replaced my million year old dishwasher, after the door broke. This is Thomas’ favorite maintenance guy, so he had to supervise.
I may or may not be in a relationship with composition books and Post-it tabs.
When you beg so hard, your ears break.
I finished NaNoWriMo with 63,000+ words.
A cold front blew in, literally. The wind caused several power outages in town, and we were one of the lucky ones. It got a little chilly in my apartment, but it wasn’t too bad. I put a hoodie on Thomas and got out some candles and my battery charger and spent the day writing.
This is why I take the knobs off the stove, when I’m done cooking. Frances tried to burn down the house, and I’d rather not have a repeat.