Coffee is awesome.
The world has gone freaking insane.
The hydrangea that the deer ate is coming back. I went over to that garden the other day because I thought I saw something green smack in the middle, where the hydrangea had been. Sure enough, there's a clump of tiny leaves struggling to thrive. Yay. I also have anemones popping up where I planted some bulbs months ago. I thought the bulbs were dead, but nope.
Life will find a way. Sometimes. Maybe. My hummingbird bush is dead. For reals. There's no coming back from dead.
Except when you're Chester Chipmunk. He's alive when I was certain he was dead.
My brain is stuck on edit mode. This comes, I expect, from finishing SU and jumping right into editing UEQ. I'm editing the TV, books I'm trying to read, my own speech, other people's speech... Yeah, that last one is only in my head. I don't want to get punched in the mouth by someone out in the world for correcting them aloud. Okay, sometimes I reword Hubs out loud, but he's used to living with a woman whose brain is up her edit hole.
I used that phrase - my head is up my edit hole - when talking to an acquaintance recently. I thought she'd pee her pants laughing. I should take this show on the road.
Does anyone else here watch Face Off? It's a competition show with movie makeup artists doing challenges - like create a demon makeup or a witch or a fairy. I think it's pretty neat. Hubs tolerates it. It's not his thing. And that's okay.
Okay, I think that's it for me. What have you got for me?