I got myself out to a Restaurant Week breakfast, which was good, but now I just want to sit on the couch for the rest of the day.

Productive morning -- chicken baked, (bourbon honey which we can't seem to crockpot correctly but is delicious baked), sweet potatoes made, children fed all the things (cereal, banana, eggs and avocado), grocery store visited, vacuum happening and urgent care visited.

So, my plantar fasciitis is indeed plantar fasciitis and not heel spurs. Suggestions were what I expected, but no fracture!

How can one make coffee before you've had coffee? It's not even possible.

The timer on my coffee maker is the greatest invention known to man. I set up the coffee before going to bed, and it starts brewing 15 minutes before my alarm goes off. In fact, the sound/smell often start pulling me towards wakefulness before the alarm goes off.

I know I've told you about the time that I started the coffee maker that made a one cup travel mug, then got up a few minutes later with the mug, then stood there looking at the coffee maker and then to the mug in my hand and couldn't figure out whey there was no coffee.

That sounds like something I would do.

David, you need a coffee alarm clock. Possibly, we all do.

Unfortunately, since I drink a cappuccino what I need is a live-in barista.

The deal in our family is that whomever gets up first has to make the cappuccino. And if they are laggard in this activity, then Matilda will be sent out to inquire on why so slack.

Because the UK's house voltage is over double the US standard, they can boil water way fast. This led to the fabulously steampunky-looking Teasmade, which was an alarm clock that made your tea for you. Very civilized indeed IMHO.

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Didn't die on a Stairmaster again, naturally. (David Simon found the one guarantee about this whole wheelchair thing.) Here for bit, then doing fingernails and nagging draft dodging peace freaks in NY to come to this rally against Citizen's United, because that's what happens when volunteer coordinators switch addictions.(That guy is unstoppable, which kind of makes me shrug like "I'm not doing anything else." My lack of a life is the movement's gain.)

Morning. I'm sipping my second cup of coffee. Believe me, only incoherency exists before and during my first cup.

Nice to see you all here. And now, back to catch up.

This morning's coffee had to wait until I'd driven over to Peets and bought some beans. Always a risky proposition, driving before coffee. Drove past ita's place, or rather drove past the street I used to take to her place, and got sad.

So I am now the proud owner of a MacBook Air. OMGosh the screen is so much prettier than my old one! And it updated itself all by itself! We are living in the future people! Even more wondrous is DH ordered new phones for the both of us last night when he realized he could get two phones and a new phone contract for less than my old contract on my old 3GS. (Which means we were being boneheads and overpaying out of laziness, but at least now we'll have a better phone plan and new phones for what feels like free (even though I know it isn't).)