In addition to poor vision, I also apparently have no inner monologue.
I’m keeping a catalogue of Ilse’s best insults.
We started rewatching the old BBC miniseries of Pride and Prejudice this week with the kid. So far, she loathes Mr. Darcy, but is highly amused by the awkwardness of Mr. Collins.
My chatty cat does not understand phone conversations.
Silly Trek comics cause it was too cold to leave the house today: