At nearly ninety miles per hour, she zipped us up to that windy edge known to some as Mulholland

I’m awake. Crystal told Pippin that she could stand on top of me and scream to wake me up. That wasn’t very nice, and I shall have my revenge. Oh yes. I shall let Crystal fall asleep snuggled up to me again muhahaha

It looks windy out there. But warm. Most of the snow is gone, which is nice. Pippin has her table set up, and the window open a little so she can smell spring arriving. She’s a very happy camper. Maybe this weekend, I’ll open the kitchen window as well.

Not too much to write about. It’s pretty much the same thing day after day here. But it’s nice. I do like the routine. Speaking of routine, I need more coffee. Hap hap happy Friyay!