And yes! Girl Scout cookie season is among us. I predict the three boxes will last about two days in our apartment. And Claire and I have broken so much of our glassware that we have started using old kimchee jars as wine glasses. It works well.
Some of my kids work (continued from last week):
Some of my kids work (continued from last week):
This pacman was supposed to eat bad winters.
Ths pacman is eating mean. (Or is that meanness?) I guess it could be a metaphorical pacman.
Goodbye snow days!
S and I have a vidchat date on Monday to discuss "The Heart is a Lonely Hunter." I'm making slow but steady strides... it's actually gotten really interesting but I just can't get into the local dialect. The speech patterns of certain characters sound... forced? But maybe I need to do some research into what working class black folk in the South would have sounded like. I probably should.
xoxo
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