I am going to open the document, use my supreme mental powers, and the book will write itself.
Me – knitting.
The book – writing itself.
We’re all clear on everything, right? Everybody knows what they have to do.
Any time. Aaaaaaany time now.
Gordon demanded a hair cut. Because you know, 1/2 inch of hair is too much. So now I cut it all off, and he has a high-and-tight.
Jeaniene sent me GODIVA chocolate. I just want it to be known that I am getting chocolate, yarn, and Book Nook for Christmas. Clearly, I will be losing no weight the following year.
I do believe my mental powers have failed.