Who knew my porch was mobile? I was in it this evening and all of a sudden it and I were flying through the air onto the couch. Doesn’t say much for the construction codes around here but at least the floor didn’t fall in with the move. I’d like to say I slept through the whole thing but I didn’t. I was awake when it started – I’d been hugging and kissing M Kaz’s leg when she escorted me to my porch – and then did the airlift. Since I survived, I decided to have a nap, and it didn’t take me long to fall asleep. M Kaz took photos. Of course.
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