The night before my 26th birthday last week, there was a snowstorm and I gave myself a snow day from clinical. It was heavenly. Made more heavenly by coffee and breakfast.
And this was Tucker's birthday gift to me. Isn't it special? The artist and his masterpiece.
And this is the birthday vlog, version 3.0. Mostly for my own posterity's sake, so that when I'm 95 and decrepit, I can remember what I thought about when I was a wee 26. But also for your viewing entertainment, if you have nothing better to do.