Boring

That this post is boring can be directly blamed on Aunt Amy, who, during her Thanksgiving visit said, "Don't you feel too pressured to write EVERY Thursday night?" And ever since then I've been dreading tonight because I feel pressure.

But here's what happened before The Dad got a Quasi-Flu: HOW TO PIN A GOOSE:

First, you get tagged by said Goose:


Then, he runs, that Goose:


Last, you just pin him down:


Our week has not been boring, so it's really too bad that this post is. Oh well. Better luck next time.