Friday makes a splash like the foul turd it had to be: the judges’ scores on the dive are decent, except for the Russians, as usual.
Too lazy to get off the couch, too lazy to reach the remote, but not too lazy to make fajitas.
BossRPH asked me yesterday, “is he working tomorrow?” and I happily told her he had the weekend off. No work, no appointments, just food shopping and his group session on Sunday morning. He works every other weekend, and these weekends off make things a bit less busy. It was going to be a normal Saturday.…