I picked it up, I squished it, manipulated it, cut it, smelled it. No problem. Then I went to yoga class and heard a dripping noise...of Dude-Guy sweating so prolifically that there was splatter...then my stomach turned.I bought them a ping pong table. They wanted a box.
Sometimes sleep is elusive...and also a time to design outfits.
My neighbor thought the pajama/outside gear was a funny combination...I thought it was efficient.
Sometimes it's hard to adjust to the colder weather.
Learning Muscles. Don't ask. NO clue.
Saturday night study partner. And yes, I am using a pillow pet for a book (and cat) table.
