I am not a materialistic person, but this one of my two most favorite pieces. A humble servant of an bygone office area, she works like brand new and is used on a semi-regular basis to type letters. What a joy.
I was in search of ice today, but it wasn’t as exciting and I was hoping it would be. So I drove back off the harbor and found a whole flock of birds hanging out by these naked trees. They were so fascinating and, if you ask me, they probably didn’t realize it was that cold out.
Today I spent some of my bonus money on a superficial upgrade. About six people are interested in this upgrade. Two of whom have passed away. None of them are me.
I don’t feel like myself in a suit. Or long sleeve shirts. Or thongs. I feel comfortable in comfortable clothes. I like laying on the floor without having to worry about crushed baby Cheerios or dog pee.
I am a good boy. And good boys obey.
For my fun-day Friday challenge I decided to take a fish of our silent (but deadly) goldfish Ollie. He silently watches us eat, get ready in the morning and is fascinated by our nine-month old in the only way a fish can be.
The snow continues to fall. Tonight I went out for a local view of the weather and noticed our storm door was frozen in some parts, water in some and clear in some. The hundred-year-old door is doing its job, but the new metal one isn’t.
We take a moment to pause after taking our nine-month old to the doctor for a bump on her head. The three of us played with this, not only as a distraction but because we were having fun.
Snow removal is essential. And this man takes it seriously even in sub-freezing temps. As the weather dips even lower, I am grateful for his service today.
I am a venti non-fat, no-water, one-shot Chai tea latte kinda guy. And I am always on the search for something new. And that’s this delicious drink: Taste Cafe’s Spanish Latte, which is a regular latte but sweetened with sweetened condensed milk.
The first big snow of 2015 blankets out backyard and makes the disused furniture seem out of place.