You know how a bad surprise can leave a pit in your stomach for hours? I’ve had one since this afternoon. I spent the weekend in Columbus, mostly to see a Picasso exhibit at the Columbus Museum of Art. After a couple of beer-related stops this afternoon — and a White Castle lunch in the… Read More someone stopped.
Mr. Charlie is rested and ready for tomorrow. And so am I.
Everyone here is excited about the win by Columbus in the first leg of the MLS Eastern Conference finals. And I mean everyone. Although the effort was kind of exhausting.
Bringing home a new roommate is going to mean there will be adjustments for everyone involved. Charlie is working on that from his end. But he’s also found ways to assert himself; that’s presented Mrs. Crappy and me with the challenge of making adjustments of our own. In the time between when we adopted Charlie… Read More 13. being who he is.
In the last week, chances are good that if I look down while doing stuff in the kitchen, that’s what I’m going to see. Charlie watches. He studies. If he’s awake, he wants to know what we’re doing and how it might fit into his new life. Sure, I’m aware of the thing about curiosity… Read More 12. wonder.
I’d write a full post tonight, but I’m trapped under something heavy*. *Not actually heavy.
Uncle Crappy 