“i have moves”

This is what we are told whenever Fred dons a mask or wields a (toy) sword. He then pivots and performs what looks like a cross between Tai Chi and modern dance. He is my entertainment tonight while making dinner.

I attempted to start cutting fabric today for some new things for the shop, but never got past the staring-at-piles stage. The morning was consumed by a trip to the dentist and an uneventful trip to the thrift store. Not that I need to buy anything else to cram into our little home, which is already bursting at the seams. I desperately need it to be just a tad warmer outside (by about 3o degrees or so) so that the backyard can again become an extension of our family room.