Well, what else would you eat if you live in the underworld. What has it got in its pocketses? What has it got in its pocketses? Did Smeagol/Gollum really say “pocketses” or was that Radical Betty ad libbing when she read The Hobbit out loud to her kids (and any other kid who would listen) in the Old Cabin so many years ago. Radical Betty was good at reading out loud and I think she was my main inspiration for reading books out loud to my kids and my elementary school PIRATES and some WCC classmates (when the teacher asked me to read) and whoever would listen to me read out loud. Including Radical Betty back in the day of Indian in the Cupboard on the beach.

We have leftover mushrooms from our big small intimate family bash last night and we will eat them tonight along with other loverly leftovers.

I did *not* take my usual 0-skunk-30 walk this morning. I wanted to make sure our overnight guests, Pengo Janetto and cBear, were well nourished for their rocket trip back to their home in Florida. So I got up and was rattly-banging stuff in the chitchen by about 7:00 this AM. Unfortunately my beach urchins were sleeping on couches in the back room and were therefore vulnerable to all of the noise I was making in the chitchen to make breakfast for everyone.

The good thing about New Years Day 2017, at least in my little Planet Ann Arbor neighborhood, is that Mr. Golden Sun was out ALL DAY. We needed that. Pengo and cBear headed off to Fla and Mouse eventually went to work and the rest of us slodged around. I took a lot of mini-walks through the woods to see who was out there with what dog. And then a sunset walk down at the damn Dam. 🐸

Love you all and happy new year.

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