Leftover tuna with sweet ‘n’ sour jalapeño bits for me. My lovely wife is off on a ferry somewhere. Therefore, I hosey all the tuna.
Be sure you identify the Eject constellation before you need it or hit it accidentally.
Best of luck! I came home to the infernal beeping. We have individual alarms, and I was able to find a 9V battery. I had to walk the stepstool to that room because it weighs over my allowed limit, and my lovely wife can fold it up, which would take more abdominal strength than I’m supposed to exert.
Oh, god, I loved my mother’s ganache. Mocha buttercream ganache on a cake with apricot filling.
I thought about that, but decided on the tuna instead.
That koshka is a grahzny bratchny, but he knows his way around a chasha of moloko.
Topaz was desperately in love with a small stone I brought back from the beach and hadn’t rinsed yet. I have let her lick it.
Save yourself! Those guys are terrifying when they get up in your face.
Shiso loves it, but then she farts all night.
We have Pacific Chorus Frogs. I love hearing them in the night.
As for me, I have indulged my addiction for buying backpacks. I want to see if a well-shaped 24-liter bag will hold what I need and balance well. And, uh, I bought a pair of waterproof socks. Uhhh… I bought another pair of waterproof socks. But these are intended to be worn with water sandals, so they won’t be too hot when I’m hiking! And I had almost enough points saved up, so they were almost free!