Barry has been eating too many burgers.
And our experiments confirmed that I'm not meant for the bike trainer. So we got us a menu board.
It turns out my chalk skills aren't up to par either.
My kale and tempeh cooking skills are a better approach as are my air fried truffle veggie chips.
Bread making is hit or miss, reminding me that I don't like hobbies with a large risk of failure.
Luckily I have wee, inappropriate-looking finger cots for when I try to cut myself up!
After these adventures, I sought zen from our rooftop. Zen rises.
Another kind of zen comes from Hindu temples, and I found a new one this week.
Finally, I found giggles in this sign. Do you think people will get it?
