A string of days

20 during the day, 13 at night. I'd like to order up 365 of them please. We are looking forward to at least seven in a row.

In a string of days that are the same, how will I remember this one?

Let's see, I almost finished the slithery costume, discovering that the original plan to finish the neckline and armholes looked like crap and thinking that happens to me every blinking time I sew something. It's always more work than I think it's going to be.

I also practised the word 'no'. En.Oh. No. Again. En.Oh. This time making my lips really round and my eyes big, like a fish. See, it's not that hard. One more time....