Mugsy's socially distanced superbowl party

 Somewhere close to SIX hours of sleep.


Did I mention that yesterday I got stuff to take care of lots of annoying ows. Today I cut ALL the toenails that needed trimming with my serious new toenail nippers.


I have this one meeting on alternating Fridays. I think I should try to take on things between meetings but there is no coherent ask I can grab onto. But I show up. And I opine. And I feel listened to, enough of the time to keep coming back. But ACK


Feast for a (lonely) super bowl party without the superbowl
Three avocados
and a bag of limes

My therapist's cat kept coming to my appointment today. I like that. First of all he has very striking nad unusual markings. Also I find it reassuring that my therapist appears well taken care of by her cat. I told her she should not worry about keeping the cat out because I find him reassuring. She said lots of her clients tell her that.


Now who is Mugsy. Mugsy is a cat. He came up this morning in a conversation departing from texts about weird forms of alcohol. Mugsy it seems will NOT be holding a kegger for the Superbowl. In fact no one from either household is likely going to watch the Super Bowl. But we all like avocados. Hence the pic, after today's trip to Grocery Outlet.

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