And the Parental Anus Collective.

Happy Duchess Day!

Today we celebrate the birth of a great woman.

I will be celebrating by accepting 2600 boxes of Girl Scout Cookies into our home.

Mostly for sorting and distribution.

And eating.

With my stupid mouth.

I’m resuming workouts Monday morning.

Feel free to hold me to that.

We’ve also taken up meditation again. It’s something I had been thinking of picking back up and Jitterbug voiced it. So we made it happen.

Great minds…

Yesterday was dreary as fuck.

I powered through with the help of coffee and Havok.

Both turned up to eleven.

We had a quiet and early night because we have to take receipt of these coddamn cookies at 8am.

I prepared for this moment.

I bought an extra gallon of milk yesterday.

And my sweatpants are laid out and waiting.

Let fatboy weekend commence.

Just to balance out all the cookies, I’ve got the leftovers from taco night on standby.

If I’m gonna do this shit, I might as well be a fucking pro.

All right, time to get this party started.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC