Swirl-caught

The Vortex strikes again.

A foster-adopted-step cousin of mine is separating from her husband and moving back there.

Oh, the foster-adopted-step-cousin thing?

Yeah, I have a nightmarish M.C. Escher family tree.

Anyway, another one pulled back.

She'd been out of the place we shall not mention for better than 14 years.

I'm telling you, and myself, you have to watch these things; forever.

And they'd just adopted a two year old girl from China, as in 4 months ago.

Will China even let you keep an adopted child if you get separated/divorced?

Similarly, what were they thinking adopting a child if things were choppy?

Or was it the added stress of the kid thing that widened/exploited an existing crack?

Ain't nothing in this world for sure.

Excepting for how good hot dogs taste when slightly burned/blacked around the outer skin/casing.

Today was warm enough to open up the windows for ventilation and cook like a caveman all flame and noir style; i.e. blackened.

Smoke detector be damned, mmmwa-hahahaha.

Fire, meat (assorted beef pieces in a tube-shape), good.

I even read a book on the deck wearing only shorts and got the first official minor sunburn of the season.

Sweet.

On the first sunny day over 60 degrees F this year.