After a long day that shuffled through excitement, annoyance, anger, rage, hopelessness, and finally serenity, I found my pictures from our days at my parent's place and my heart was filled up again. Oh and my parents are so good to me. Without being asked, they let my dog out and loved on him like he was their own, took out my trash, and picked up a veggie sub and some lentils to demolish once I returned home around 10pm. I don't deserve them. So good.
Luke anxiously awaiting his revenge on every squirrel in existence
curry all day everyday
watching fish jump
catching up on some Jeopardy
this combination always seems like a good idea. it never is.