Morning, not a lot going on here. It's partly sunny and warmer than yesterday. I have a few normal things to get at the store. Not cooking, we go out for Thanksgiving. It's just so much easier for two people.
I hope I don't have to go back for anything this week.
My brother is supposed to be here tomorrow.
I have made myself stop cleaning things out.
I need to not create more projects for myself this week.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.