It blows.

Greetings and salutations. I bid you bitches a sassy “hello”. We made it through some pretty rough weather overnight. Unfortunately, other households in the neighborhood weren’t so lucky. The family two houses down from us lost their chicken coop. Their chickens are in the yard of the house between us. The worst damage came as the winds were ramping up yesterday morning. Two years ago, hurricane Sally fucked with the roof across the street. Because the owner’s been fighting for his insurance to pay for repairs, the roof has been under shrink wrap ever since. Yesterday’s winds slipped under the tarp and ripped the eaves off the front of the house.

Mom went out and cleaned her friend’s house yesterday afternoon. I went to the smoke shop and to Wendy’s. I was able to go outside and spin for a little while. The weather was gorgeous, aside from the wind. Hell, I even managed to capture a freedom flyover in the last couple of seconds.

If not for the wind, it would have been absolutely perfect weather. Alas, wind. I spent about 30 minutes spinning, shot some video, and then went back inside. I probably could have done something productive, but I did absolutely fuck all. And I liked it.

Mom’s new oven has a built-in air fryer option. We tested it out last night with my copycat Popeyes fried chicken recipe, and it was amazing. We bought a proper air fryer oven pan this morning. Since I was on Amazon, I bought a little digital microscope. My terrarium videos are about to go fucking wild.