*squeak*
We’ve been trying to catch this little sucker for awhile now… but he’s kept managing to steal the cheese from the trap. Well, not today!
In another less gruesome story (though, depending on your opinion of my singing, you might disagree), I received a lovely complement on Sunday at Crossway, from a lovely man in front of me. Apparently I have a lovely singing voice. Or so he said… whether my loud voice is actually appealing I don’t care, the gesture was lovely.
Sunday night brought with it some more pain for my hands, thanks to my enthusiastic bongo-ing. But, it was worth it, as I was apparently pretty good and that is all that matters. See below, the lovely dark patches are splotchy bruises from underneath the skin, the joints of my fingers meeting my hand.
Lastly, check out my Flickr account for some photos from this mornings walk. The sky is really quite stunning at 7am.
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Oh my goodness!! that’s disgusting!! does enegiser wanna eat it? ;-)