The neighbors think I've snapped, mowing the lawn in a navy blue suit. The wedding’s over, but I look good and the jacket’s wrinkle-free. Might never take it off. Kitty didn’t even blink when I slept in it, thinks I got promoted. Getting my money's worth!
Baylee went to a bachelorette party and came back with a broken toe.
I didn’t ask for details, but I’m guessing Chase is somehow “toe-tally” responsible!
Grandkids are priceless—but navy blue suits are not. After this one, every future wedding gets the same suit, no matter the color scheme. Shoutout to all grandkids: navy’s your color.
It's Chase and Baylee's Birthday. You're 27, old enough to know better, and young enough to do it anyway! Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you. Put that to music and have a great day!
Sunday lunch was a chicken pot pie that would have "Crushed Bobby Flay" in a fair competition. It was served to a panel of critics whose culinary standard is "Does it come with fries?"
Do you remember when you joined X? I do! Really I don't but the powers that be reminded me, so why not post there dopey reminder, it's free. #MyXAnniversary
Happy 11th Birthday to my great-grandson, Conner Michael, and middle-name buddy. I had it first, but he unlocked the fun version. 🎉🤪! He's smarter, but I dominate at arm wrestling. I'm late, so sue me. I was busy!
He spent his final few months knowing where he stood and how much he was loved. He served humanity and was held up until his final moment. May we all live this way and be so blessed. 🙏
Last day of the year for me to catch up on my Read the Bible in a Year App. I'm still in February! Guess I missed a few days. I'm running out of next years so I need to get busy!
Tomorrow is the Super Bowl for home chef's. Spent the day removing smoke alarm batteries. They tend to annoy the guests. I'll crank up the heat and hope for the best. I'm sort of the Dallas Cowboys of home chef's.
I'm staging a culinary opera for Thanksgiving this year, all items will be organic, gluten-free, grass-fed and fat free, even the gravy! No high fructose corn syrup, no hormones added, locally sourced, farm to table via Walmart. Zero emissions or drama!
X, GROK, Chatgpt down! It feels like the universe was telling me to go touch the grass, but I just opened the frige and soothed myself with a delicious treat till the meds kicked in!