This is gumby, who currently sits on the dashboard of my cute little car. He has his little ball of scrap noro that he clutches in an oh-so-loving way. This is what I see every morning when i get in the car to drive to work, and every night when I head home - and I ask you: could life get any better?
Well, the new workplace is like wonderland. But there is too much food. Way too much food. Remember the "Freshman 15" from college? They call it the same thing. I will be working out as hard as I can to counteract this - and possibly lose the little last bit that I want to. Can I do it? We'll see!