1. It is Monday.
2. Today is the day I start back on my eat healthy and go to the gym goals.
3. There was a cockroach toes-up in the middle of my kitchen this morning (hey, it's the south). I assumed Sekhmet had killed it. When I went to pick it up to put it in the trash, THE MOTHERFUCKER JUMPED ON ME.
4. It is 7:45 AM and some asshole fuckwit moron is out there running an air hammer. The Goob isn't awake yet, and when she's awakened (instead of being allowed to wake up naturally) she is really cranky. I'm about to go out there and stuff that fucking air hammer up their nose and push Play.
And that photo yesterday is the cast-on to the half-hex spider shawl in Victorian Lace Today. Bells, you're still a boogerhead. My in-laws are going to kidnap your brother and feed him German food. Let that be a lesson to you.