Touch me, feel me

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Instagram has a new feature where you can copy/paste the “embed” codes for the pictures straight into your blog. I tried it a moment ago, but it also copied/pasted the rest of the IG info, such as “likes” and comments, so MERP, not into it, IG. I’m impressed my affair with IG has lasted this long, really, especially since they’ve now disabled the “post to Flickr” option (that one really chaps my ass, IG).

In the real world, what is happening, blogeroonies? We’re going to my sister-in-law’s house for dinner tonight, maybe, depending on how late Josh gets off work. I am making a giant salad in preparation. One should always be prepared. With lettuce. Tomorrow we are attending a “picnic” at his grandmother’s house. His parents are in town–they are heading over to Australia next week for another PAX convention, with Brenna/Jerry/kids/Jerry’s mother. I’d LOVE to go to Australia someday…maybe next year, when Brenna and Jerry go without the kids. You know what they say, “A vacation with kids is never a real vacation“. Isn’t that what they say?

My goal for today was to get some paint on something, and I didn’t quite make it, but I did use the infrared machine on my hip/knee, because all of a sudden I have the aches and pains of a elderly woman, apparently. Yyyyyyyeaaaaaah. I think it helped. Maybe ice cream would help some more, who can say. HAPPY WEEKEND!

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