Preparing To Fire

Today the bipedal residents of Chez Saintcrow go forth to slay dragons, pillage villages, and– *is handed slip of paper* –oh. Um. Okay. I mean, today is the day we go in search of supplies for the Glorious Fourth, including some gunpowder-related packets. There will be no huge booming issuing forth from our cannons this […]

Possibly Pickaxe

This morning we went from “everyone dies in a Vocaloid” to “how does one ‘casually’ pick up a pickaxe anyway?” (We were talking about Hetalia Russia. Well, the Princess was. I was listening.) I love being a mother. There’s just no other job that compares. Good morning! The last week of school proceeds apace. I’m […]