Thanks to a wonderful new widget, which sits on the cabinet widget, Ikea, between two magnificent libraries coveted, I spend evenings of fabulous when I did not even realize the time that we offer grotesque Dame Nature in January. May Forgiveness.
A toddler widget, any dish, any width, which came with a toddler-cute-to buff it-all-one-for-cleaning-of-our-footsteps-of- fingers-that-appear-even-if-it-persists to say-that-never-touch-him and claimed the skin of the buttocks to love, but which is, oh how, our happiness. ..
widget, called Samsung.
But it's called Sammy.
Because we love him.
