First there's this:

Whoops

That's Monkey King's car. No one was hurt, but the car is beyond hope. Goodbye, car. In case you're wondering, it was ruled Monkey King's fault, but we believe the other party blew through a yellow light at least.

Then we did this, this past weekend:

This was before a bird shat on me. I'm serious.

Five hours each way to Ocean City, MD (Delaware, actually, but why nitpick?). I don't think we'll do that again, at least not for a shitty DAY (singular) at the beach.

Leaving very little time for this:

Check out that increase action!

I'm spending most of my time and stash these days making pom-pons. Why? Good question. I didn't exactly think it through. But I can see the bottom of my stash box now!