April is underway, and spring is in full-effect, even if it doesn’t quite feel like it. We will make it happen – you and I – beneath a canopy of forced cherry blossoms. Thy will be done. On with the weekly recap, as is our wont on Monday mornings, when all feels dismal…
Just as I thought the world was slightly righting itself, and glamour had returned to an innocuous but celebratory Academy Awards, someone strode onto the stage and slapped a presenter for all the world to see.
Look around! Everywhere you turn there’s heartache.
A semi-cataclysmic end to my Wordle streak, but one that didn’t require therapy as initially thought.
The Ilagan twins turned a dozen years old.
Andy’s big balls. (One is more than enough for my mouth.)
March exits almost like a lamb.
Our very first, and possibly last, full-frontal Friday.
A rainy coffee break (relax, it’s decaf).
This mocktail is simply peachy.
Sundays are for meditation beneath the sakura.
Dazzlers of the Day included Lady Gaga, Chris Salvatore, Jerrod Carmichael, and Brandon Styles.
