Sunday, June 22, 2008
What happens at home when I'm out at work
You'd think he could at least do a little dusting or vacuuming. Instead he unmakes the bed (quilt thanks to Gail Thompson-Allen).
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Notes on the storytelling life of Priscilla Howe, with miscellaneous notes on puppetry and the eternal search for the best restaurant pie on earth (fruit, not cream).
2 comments:
He's so cute that he shouldn't have to do any housework.
Too true. He's purring on my lap now.
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