It's Sweetnesday.
It is really difficult to get a good pic of Queen Sweet.
Her eyes are captured oddly, or the light from the windows is too strong, and usually the focus is wonky.
As if that prevents me for trying.
She is my Little Peanut, my Swee Wee, my Crabby Pants with the whiskey-and-cigarettes voice, who lays across my chest, and clings like a limpet to the underside of a boat when I try to get up!
❤️❤️❤️
