Sorry, dear, I’m afraid we can’t be friends anymore.
Same, and on the rare occasions I sleep 7 or 8 hrs straight, I always feel like I won something.
… or that I’m about to get sick.
Hoping it’s the former for you today.
Google up something like “kid’s crafts” or just lose some time on Pinterest. It’s amazing what you can do with some acrylic paint and an empty egg carton or three, and I bet a smart, creative kid such as your RoxStar can come up with some ingenious ways to kill some time make useful, decorative objects.
Oh, did she like the pottery at all? I remember you said you got your clay-playing going a bit again.
ETA: did I use the word “some” sufficiently in that paragraph? Jeez Louise.
Jeebus, even when I worked “normal people hours” that still would’ve made me cringe. Now? Good lord.
Diff’rent strokes an’ all.
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Bacon and grits?
Ball and gag?
Sir, I’ll hafta ask you to tone down that enthusiasm. Please.
One mushroom is too many.
Zero mushrooms is almost too much.
(As long as we’re raggin’ on each other’s tastes … )
Landlady said she was sending the lawn guys over “this weekend.”
Awoke to the dulcet tones of a mower right by my bedroom window … because my neighbor was up & at 'em. 
Dude, your yard already is one of the nicest on the block wait OH MY GOD HANK HILL MOVED IN NEXT DOOR.
ETA: to clarify, my yard still looks like hot trash.