It’s no wonder I can’t get anything done around here… people 24/7. I accomplished not ONE SINGLE THING on the barndo yesterday.
I did get to watch my granddaughter play with the dogs.
And we solved world problems as she ate Flaming Hot Cheetos by licking off the hot outside before crunching the rest.
I helped Katie make peanut butter sandwiches with 5 loaves of bread for a fundraising lunch at the VFW tomorrow. And then I watched her catch a baby mouse in her hands (drop it and catch it again) — and lecture Merida for not being a good dog and doing it.
And finally, I attended an Otamatone concert featuring Colette and two highly talented Otamatones. Katie and I swayed with lit ignitors when Ben made a guest appearance.
TIL (Today I Learned): The Otamatone was developed in Japan and is a synthesizer whose body is shaped like an eighth note with sound emerging from a “mouth” on the notehead. (It sounds like screaming… sort of — at least when Coco and Ben played them.)