Opens door. Blinks.
Percolator is perking, tea is tea-ing, and the cupcakes are out. I’m a sucker for cupcakes.
I finally got my car registered, after 14 months of driving without it. My daughter drove me, I bought her a burrito in compensation. Also found out you can get married at the DMV. Both my daughter and the clerk were trying to get things in motion (I refer to T as my wife, but we are not officially married, we just got tired of calling each other “fiancé”) (I hate that word). Maybe this summer. There’s no sense in urgency. Neither of us are going anywhere.
Therapy today, and No Talia Thursday as well.
Coffee please! And three cupcakes. Did I mention I love cupcakes?
