I was having a rather nice morning. I rocked out to the 80’s on the way here again this morning: A-ha, Police, Bangles, Queen…80 minutes of commercial free music! I hit Starbucks – and they see me coming now. My coffee is ready sooner than I can pay for it. I’m in, I’m out – I barely missed a verse of Bryan Adams.
Then I got to the office. Guess who’s back? It’s the Babe. She’s sitting there not only parked in my spot, but she has her fat self parked up on the sidewalk/walkway. I’ve been slacking off getting to the office lately…8:15…8:20…sometimes 8:40. Today it was 8:40 and now I pay for it. I’ve got to look at that poorly parked piece of garbage with a TV on the dash and the old KFC bags in the passenger seat.
Oh well. Let’s see…what do we have…Tuesday? Nothing in the news. It’s hot here. The pool feels wonderful this time of year. It’s still cool enough to be refreshing, but not so cold that you have to adjust when you jump in. Lily and I played “Last One In is the Rotten Egg” when we got in the pool last night. Now the “rotten egg” has to kiss Weezy’s feet.
Have a nice day!
