|Espresso, "Whatcha on about? This is my hoppy face!"|
|Espresso, "Blackberries? The best you could do are blackberries!?"|
My hoomin got up this morning and told me it's one of those days when the universe decided to give you a proper day off - it rolls over you hard enough that you're not in a mood to do anything at all.
And so my hoomin took it easy. It worked for us, 'cause Charlie and I bummed a couple of chunks of orange for breakfast dessert. That would be impossible to pull off if my hoomin was of sound mind and body.
But he took care of the important things. We got pestered with the "clicky" thing so you can see my fresh, cheery mug. Charlie got nabbed with a pen and paper when she made the mistake of holding still for a few seconds in view of my hoomin.
It's going to be OK as long as the salads, cookies, and arty stuff happen.
Good Night, and Good Luck!