Messy
As threatened promised, here are pictures. Jennie really needs to work on cleaning this place occasionally.
And I need to quit playing with my Sawzall.
By the end of the day, we were all ready for martinis.
Fortunately, the boy-child holds his liquor well . . .
*** Note to paranoid and annoying uptight people: No, the boy-child did not actually consume an alcoholic beverage. Get off my friggin’ back, please.
