That’s just you stacking animals on Baby Jesus.

Happy Hard Candy Day!

This is what having children is like.

There’s a plastic cauldron in the kitchen with candy in it.

Valentine’s, Easter, Halloween, Christmas.

All the candy hauls from the holidays goes in the cauldron.

And just to keep things fair, I throw my coffee Werther’s Originals in there, too.

And this handful of coddamn Lemonheads is all the hard candy in the coddamn cauldron.

The coddamn kiddos ate my coddamn Werther’s.

And the Jawbreakers.

And the Starlight Mints.

And the butterscotch disks, rootbeer barrels, and peanut butter logs.

And the Atomic Fireballs.

And the Gobstoppers.

And the Warheads.

But they left me the Lemonheads.

Because I love sour things.

Especially lemon things.

Oh, wait.

No I don’t.

I fucking hate sour, lemon things.

And they wonder why I hide my fucking Reese’s from them.

Assholes.

Ahem.

Anyway.

Yesterday was a good day.

I ran some errands and puttered around in the morning.

Then I spent the afternoon doing client stuff.

I kept trying to read comics.

And kept failing to do so.

Then I brainstormed solving a gravity-fed watering systems for pigs until bedtime.

Because I’m a crazy person.

Speaking of crazy, it’s Thursday.

Ya’ wanna get nuts?

Let’s get nuts.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC