Here goes: Waldo is now one year old. He walked to the mailbox and back on a leash: 1/4 block, 20 minutes. A white tailed deer at the lake, chased after her fawn- reminded me of a shopping trip with a toddler. Trying hard gel nails; so sick of my own flimsy, ugly nails. My orphage flower bed - bought a lot of dying clearance plants and stuffed them in where I could.