You've Got To Love Thursdays

I lay on the couch all day with my laptop watching YouTube. that was all I did, it was glorious.

I enjoyed watching the Australian conservatives implode. Good job. Apparently, they can't support hate speech laws because they feel it could encroach on their ability to run political campaigns. Yes, that is what it means.

I watched Grandpa Trump slur his way though his Davos - the Whovian in me so wants to call it Davros - speech, calling Greenland Iceland 3 times. Then his pathetic press secretary came out and said he didn't confuse the names, he was referring to the Greenland being icey land.

Sam made me beef bulgogi for lunch, bringing it to me.

I watched an adorable American guy resurrect a 1962 Chrysler 300 and drive it almost 1000 miles back to Missouri, before it caught fire near home and had to be put on a trailer.

You have got to love Thursdays. The sun shone.

There were many things I could have been doing, you know, around the house, but I didn't.

I watered all my plants. I have a lot of plants. My house is full of plants, so it takes some time to water them all.

I fell asleep on the couch for some time before Sam woke me to take the dogs for a walk.