I'm still here. Still truckin.
And I'm still doing my Project 52. If I'd been on the ball you'd be getting a super cutie patootie picture of Bridget this week.
But since I've been burned by the pervs this week, I'm posting a different Week 2 picture.
Here's my husband. Frankly, if you want to get your rocks off while looking at him, feel free. I can't blame you. He's my Harlequin Man, you know.
This is our Crack House bathroom stripped of 100+ years of wallpaper, paint, and plaster. It's a glorious place to do some toileting these days.