The Importance of a Pinky

Well, it was drizzling last night when we (dad, ab, pat) came back from Pastry Passion, and I had to open the gate. So I did it in a hurry and ended up having my pinky slammed in along with the lock. Ow. Hail to red-blotched swollen fingers.

Today is a bright day in which STR hopes to be something eventful. The year is half over. Andand...I want more pineapple salad..