...she sends me this cartoon.
...okay, touché. She wins.
I did have to Google how to boil an egg only because I never had a need to boil an egg. The fact that someone made this cartoon, my mom found it, and she sent it to be was absolutely perfect.
Universe and Mom - 1 / Bryan - 0
The porch is almost done, but bad news (we think). It might be impossible to get a ceiling fan in there, only because it will hang too low and look weird. They tried to put it up today, but I was like, "I don't want to lose my head." Dang. That was one of the perks for the re-do. I love ceiling fans. Now we might have to rethink the design. Bummed. I have a little more investigation, but Chitunga helped me to jump over to the other side...just go with a light fixture.
It's already Wednesday, and I need to put a bow on the POW! project, as well as attend two national ZOOM meetings. Definitely feeling Fall outside, but refuse to turn on the heat (Woot Woot for another $0 electricity bill...still loving my solar panels).
So, I'll soak up the sun as much as I can outside. Let's go, Wednesday. Humpity Humpity Humpity.
And I'm sorry, there are 12 Chuggas before anyone should ever Choo-Choo! That children's book is fake news.
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