In the meantime, I am enjoying the closing of the Olympic ceremonies. Rule Britannia! It was like the soundtrack of my formative years was playing. My Anglophilia was reborn.
So was my love of one Liam Gallagher.
Vast improvement on the hair front. Would have a pic tonight but as I sit here with a Biore strip across my nose I feel that now is not the appropriate time.
The Rottenator is out of town and though I'm used to being by myself at night, he is usually only five minutes away whereas tonight he is 2.5 hours away so it is a little different. And the Nooge isn't helping matters; every pop and creak of the house causes him to jump and stare blankly into dark shadows with black eyes which is not the most soothing thing in the world.