Sunday

That photo of FurGirl taking full, languid advantage of a sunny skylight square pretty much says it all. It's been a lazy Sunday here. Slept in, entertained Mom on the breezy porch while we poured through old pictures and discussed her impending site, made the requisite trip to Wal-Mart for a few of the necessities of life and then home again.

I'm going through one of my not-really-in-the-mood-to write phases, but am trying to keep up the blogging regardless.

Satan got in a bit of trouble recently.

How much trouble?

This much trouble:

And, as a woman who prides herself on giving credit where credit is due, I'll say this for the S-Man: he ain't cheap. Never has been.