I shutter to think what “DEAD SLOW” would mean here at The Asylum.
Today, I put stuff away, did laundry, did some weeding and generally tried to catch up on the latest gossip.
And, nothing much has changed in my garden box or weedlot.
And now it is time to get ready for dinner. We always have filet mignon on Friday night at dinner. This is a rather nice Asylum.