Sorta.
Life exploded.
Fast rundown:
Kid fine.
Spouse fine and back from many talks and conferences and adventures.
I am now off on my adventures.
Car repaired and working dandy (thank. god.)
Have I mentioned, I hate conferences? Off to shower to begin meetings at 8 am. IT’S. INHUMAN.
Hey guys, whassup? C, what are you doin here? You don’t live here!
Waiting for the campus shuttle.
Oooooh, were you two doin homework? Nice night, shame it’s gettin cold out already, man, no one told me Chicago would be so cold, I’m a Virginia boy
Yeah. Homework. Just…waiting for the shuttle. Say, have you started that proteins homework? It sucks, you might want to get crackin.
Nah, I can hang out for five minutes with you guys! Protein homework will wait!
Happy anniversary, lover. 9 years of marriage and 12 years of being together.
12 years and 1 night ago, we were cursing D’s name.
This time 2 years ago, there was this goin on.
And that was in Toronto! God only knows what they’re getting up to in N’awlins!
(Good luck Matilda, LPG, and bsdinobaby)
Knittin hats, knittin hats in honor of Blaumum. Also, knitting a lace scarf. You heard me. LACE. No pics yet.
