And his hair shall be . . . of what color it please God
(A potentially ongoing series in which Katya assigns further requirements to the already-elusive future Mr. Katya in an apparent attempt to render his very existence entirely impossible)
My roommate's dad surprised her this week by making her two gorgeous wooden deck chairs for her new house. (Her mom's out of town, so I guess he had some free time.)
I've long thought that carpentry and woodworking skills are pretty cool, so I'm officially adding that to the list.
So let it be written; so let it be done.