2.4 lbs. Not much, but at least it was in the right direction. Just a little reminder that I need to focus harder and put in more effort into this thing. So, off to play at WCSG's Father-Daughter banquet, and to contemplate more structure in what I do with my time. "Teach me to number my days" is running through my head lately. :-)
The Whistler's Dream
Everybody needs a dream...
Mine is to go to Oklahoma and play whistles for The Pioneer Woman. (Having been invited, not in a "creepy stalker" kind of way, for the record.) Heck, I'd play in a pup tent in the backyard for the joy of the cows and critters. What can I say? I'm a fan.
Everybody needs a dream...
Mine is to go to Oklahoma and play whistles for The Pioneer Woman. (Having been invited, not in a "creepy stalker" kind of way, for the record.) Heck, I'd play in a pup tent in the backyard for the joy of the cows and critters. What can I say? I'm a fan.
Everybody needs a dream...
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