The first rose bloomed in the backyard...it's from the ketchup and mustard bush I bought in January.
In order to remember what they said, I took a photo of the brainstorming my Order and Change class yelled out to me to write on the board as we discussed a definition of a social movement. My penmenship with a white board marker is horrifying.
Mac and I stopped at Trader Joes's for grated parmesan cheese...which we got...along with romano cheese...three plants, popcorn, and five types of dessert. I cannot be trusted in the store.