Going Out with a Bang

I am about to explode. This is NOT a good time of year to be hanging with the 'rents. Mom mom is baking almost constantly, and so I have been eating treats almost constantly.

Again, I'm not trying to make any resolutions for the new year, but considerable effort will be needed to counter the effects of this trip. It's almost a good thing that mister mrtl will be MIA for a while, lest I feel encouraged to walk on the treadmill in the wee hours. Note to mister mrtl: The treadmill really needs to come out of our room.

I was going to give Bug some equal time in pictures today, but I'll need to dig around for some that deserve inclusion. In the meantime, let me share the amusing conversation just overheard between Bug and Pop Pop. Apply obviously fallacious voice to Bug.

Pop Pop: Ugh! What's that smell?
Bug: Hahaha! It wasn't me!
Pop Pop: It smells like something died in here!
Bug: I don't know what that is.

Comments

[Susie]

Happy New Year, honey. Enjoy your mom-made treats; it's only for a few days.