Sometimes, first thing in the morning, the sun shines down the hall into the kitchen, and illuminates things beautifully.
One of my favorite phrases to describe men these days is “Cutie Patootie.” I find myself walking along and seeing someone and think to myself “well, aren’t you just a Cutie Patootie.”
Tonight seems to be Cutie Patootie night at the Laundromat. Cut for length
Some people at Lazy Bear enjoy the last Harry Potter a little too much