"Yes, Sir, That's My Baby..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

My apples turned out to have all been infected with pesticides, rendering them inedible and spoiling an already slightly stressful morning, so Mum very wonderfully took my shopping, and we bought strawberries and apples and pears and even a fruit cup for me with watermelon, honeydew, strawberries, grapes, pineapple, cantaloupe, and blueberries in it. It was so wonderful. Heaven in a little plastic non-biodegradable cup.

I am incredibly tired, so probably will turn in at around seven o'clock to-night, because gahh, there is work to-morrow. !!!

Hmm. This was not the best of weekends. But there will be lots more, saah.

Oooh. My skin is all dry and alligator-y from winter and washing dishes. Must go seek out the hand lotion of healing.