…to manage people’s expectations.
Sorry, I didn’t realize that putting “to be continued” at the end of a post would make people all twitchy for the next installment.
Now I’ve got everybody thinking that the defensive line of TL’s college team is going to bash down my door, bare-fisted, and pummel me on the floor of my kitchen, while an illiterate grad student stands by and shouts, “Beecomn to obesed!”
Alas, I remain un-pummeled. Relax. It’s not that exciting.
(Part 4 is posted; part 5 will be tonight or tomorrow morning.)
Okay, I came for the foster dog anecdotes but I’m pulling up a chair and staying for the “Beecomn to obesed!”. Love you.
Welcome, Lara. Pull up a comfy, comfy chair.