I have the tune to “Happy Birthday” in my head today. So far, it’s not a problem, but I would like to replace it with something that doesn’t repeat quite so often. Jingle Bells perhaps.
The Housemate-of-the-Kitchen has threatened to defrost our freezer. I believe that he might just be crazy enough to do it. I wonder what we’ll find. It’s like grubbing around under sofa cushions, only the lost, forgotten detritus is fully preserved in its own permafrost.
Getting ready for the Big Hair Do Red Nose Day. I think they had me in mind when they named this one.