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Fun Photo Friday 2/5

 TGIFPF, my friends!

What has Hazel been up to?

Another chapter in the riveting saga of "Will Hazel ever figure out how to get downstairs?"


Hazel made a little dip in the blanket to insert her face. My taking the photo disturbed her.


Hazel came to look at me while I sat at my desk.


Then set her lasers to Hypnotize.


Ever just feel like faceplanting into your bed?


Hazel inspects my face after work.


If only photos could capture Hazel's purring


In other news...

I made lemon cheesecake bars! From scratch! Even the crust (if smashing vanilla wafer cookies and mixing them with butter is from scratch)


I attended a live virtual event celebrating Paul's new album, under the name State Machines. The photo that displayed during the whole show ensured that Boycat attended in spirit. You can check out the recording from the event and/or you can check out the new State Machines album.



Thanks for stopping by! Do Fridays mean anything to you besides pictures of Hazel? Now that I work Thursday through Monday, they don't mean much else to me! Do you have a cool project I can feature like State Machines? LMKP (let me know, peeps)





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  1. BridgettelaFebruary 5, 2021 at 5:50 PM

    Yay Lisa and Hazel updates!
    Congrats on the new album Paul!!

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