It’s been 40 years since junior high school. The teachers will have all forgotten me and dropped their guard by now. Tonight, I strike.

I don’t know what Darryl is complaining about. I helped with his whole workout and my only problem was not falling asleep in the sun puddles.

I’ve almost made it to the end of the Louisiana Own Your Own Health Challenge. Still in the top 15 with a deadline of April 25 to finish. I’ve got to admit not wanting to fall behind has kept me motivated to work out this month.

Sandy Beaches and I celebrated out second anniversary and Valentine’s Day today.

My thanks to mom for tracking down R. Brownell McGrew for. This painting haunted my childhood.

So, boss, I was going through your wallet this morning and we need to talk about my catnip buget … unless you want me to show this to your wife. Trust me, boss. Dealing with me will be a lot cheaper.”

I got up early this morning to start trying to workout before work again. I did a lot of one-handed cycling. I’m not sure why, but my workout partner insists keeping my right hand off the bike is proper form.

This is the most entertaining cat toy in the universe. I know because I’ve picked it up and put it back in this jar five times today.

Eventually the cat started trying to fish rhe balls out, but the candle kept getting in the way. After dropping the third ball when it bounced off the candle, he stuck his head in the vase, pulled the candle out with his teeth and dropped it on the floor. Then he went back to fishing for balls. Somehow, my wife will find a way to make this mess my fault.