Meanwhile, the front deck got Bunny-proofed, yay!
Creepy kid pic. That's Mrs. Potato Head's mouth.
So April turned into Sherlock month and took off like a bolting horse. Thank goodness I'm not obsessing about Matt Smith and Martin Freeman in pink sox (lol) or Benedict Cumberbatch not in pink sox (or anything else, but I still maintain that I'm strictly a Sherlock fan, not necessarily a Benedict fan), but I probably would be if I weren't buried in rewrite, current word count is over 60,000 now. Dare I hope all's done by end of May...