
She isn’t concerned that the swing set is too small for her.

She isn’t concerned that the swing set is too small for her.
Today marks my 36th birthday!
Huzzah!

Somehow, this insane Louisianan managed to survive to 36 years. So, what to do on your birthday when you’re a grown-ass adult?
Whatever you want! It’s just that you’ll find yourself wanting to get chores done so you don’t have to think about it later. Also, cook breakfast.

I should probably set up a “Cooking” category if I’m going to keep posting my dishes. I do love to cook, and today was a special challenge: scrambling and frying eggs on the griddle. They turned out all right, though there were a few moments of panic when the eggs started spreading to cover the whole damn griddle. But given time, I’ll learn. Having Casey next to me to eat the failures is its own reward.

Beyond the cooking and chores, what else is there to do on my birthday? Why yes, writing, of course!

I would say that I’ve become a fairly boring person over time, but to be honest I would’ve called this a birthday well spent back in my teenage years. If there’s celebratory alcohol to be had, it’ll be a 6-pack of Guinness or a short glass of whiskey.
In the meantime, I have an arc to plot and a story to write. Happy reading, folks!

He’s a great dog, and always seems to know when we are stressed, since he puts his head right next to our hands for pets.
If only he wasn’t coprophagic (he loves to eat poop, so clearing the yard is a much-required chore), then maybe his surprise farts wouldn’t destroy the room he’s in.

It’s rare for us to have snow around here, but a morning haze is very common. Also disconcerting, since I’m never sure if that’s the weather or if an idiot neighbor lit something on fire again.
But today is exceptionally fun, as both kids are sick and awaiting test results from the doctor.

They’re pissed off at me for making them see the doctor, but they have their tablets for the visit, so technically they still win?
When we’re home, I’ll attempt to write while they nap. Otherwise, it’s a day of dad doing chores and chasing toddlers around the house. Hope y’all are having a good day, readers.

Normally, the boy is just as introverted as I am. But he and I are free of work and school today, so it’s time to introduce him to the joys of diner breakfast.

Old man is almost 10 years old. His eyesight is going and he suffers from anxiety. He’s a good old man, just needs a minute to process that the door opened.



