Our sweet friend Karin is back. I was spelling her name wrong. Those of you that have read the blog, know what I'm talking about. Karin had to leave our block, as some douche in our building called the cops and said that she, basically, shouldn't be living quietly and non-invasively outside of the building. Get a hobby, I say. If you have nothing else better to do than unload about a quiet and docile person, call me ... I'll give you a hobby! In any case, Karin just got a great new job. She's working hard. She's trying to work towards a goal. Good for her.
We're moving ... again. So, we've, happily, unloaded some stuff(s) onto Miss Karin. Candles ... she said she needed. Food. Lots of nice-smelling lotions, food for her sweet kitty. Ice ... it helps her out, as she has a cooler.
Karin came up tonight to take a shower. We had told her some days ago, that if she needed to take shower, just let us know. She sat with us after she bathed. We offered her a glass of wine, but she said, "after drinking as a teenager, I haven't really wanted to as an adult." She, also, hates photos of herself: I can understand. But, we took one anyway. Gotta share her. She's a doll. She's a great gal. She is a wonderful Mama to her kitty. Send your vibes and prayers out to Miss Karin. She's gonna be something big. Plus, she put up with the smell of our cat box, as we had just changed the litter. Smells like an ammonia factory in here.
Oh, and by the way. The other pics are of a date that Silas and I went on, on Tuesday. Breakfast at "Charlie's." It was sweet.
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