The Bird is Really Fat

Shawn told me about a new radio station yesterday. It plays Frank Sinatra, Lena Horne, and other such musicians. I listened to it in my car on the way to get groceries.

I can’t get it in my apartment. Stupid radio.

Today’s Exploit: A list

I can’t find my painting of the dancer. Still. It makes me sad.

I made bread this morning.

I also made Tiramisu.

I went shopping for groceries at 2:02 am.

I need a serrated bread knife.

I am going to make Bruschetta this afternoon.

I want a Mac. Probably the extra thin one.

I will practice my dance 18.7 times today.

I want a puppy.

It’s ONLY supposed to get up to 77* today.

I want to plant an herb garden.

I have a bird nesting on the porch light that is about to fall off the wall.

I’m not going to report it until I know the babies have hatched and flown away.