Eighty
It has been a very long time since I have felt the desire to make a cake. In fact, I have thought many times that I would never do it again. Yet, here we are. Actually, I would like to do another one.
An Unmade Bed
This is a rare occasion. I didn't make my bed as soon as I got out of it this morning. By the time I got to it, Georgie was snuggled under the sheets. Happy as a lark.
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