That's too bad, Jesse. You can bridge or extend or something if you really want to, of course. Or you can embrace the remote unconnectedness of your back porch and keep it as a refuge when you want to get away from the internet. Some people like that, I understand.
That sounds like an excellent adventure, Theo. Party on!
Mmm, mangoes.
Hooray for people sleeping in beds and going for runs as they wished!
As for me, I need to eat something, should probably move some dishes around so the dishwasher can work while I am out, and then I have to get to the pool. If I don't go in the morning it gets harder and harder to make myself go as the day goes on. And once I am out I'd better go grocery shopping. Plan A.
Get ready for a lot of that today, because, as we all know, posting makes it happen.
I'm tired already.
Sounds worth getting tired. Have fun!
Timelies all!
Only thing on my agenda(aside from groceries) is my monthly trip to Beyond Comics.
Or you can embrace the remote unconnectedness of your back porch and keep it as a refuge when you want to get away from the internet. Some people like that, I understand.
Yeah, I mean I
guess
there are other things to do! And also I have a smartphone.
So for breakfast I tried that thing where you cut a hole out of a piece of bread and fry the bread with an
egg
cracked in the hole (and fry the piece you cut out separately, of course, because what are you gonna do,
not
fry and eat some extra bread?) because I've never had that before. Pretty tasty! Fried bread is a little more delicious than toast. I wonder why - I'd've thunk bread+butter+heat would produce practically identical results. The browning of the butter in the pan, perhaps? A little extra burninating?
Oooh -- I did that for a while, but have gotten out of the habit of sliced bread. So delicious! And I think there's something about the butter getting more into the bread in the pan vs out of the toaster. Also the browning, yeah.
Egg on a raft!
I don't have any bread that's really good for that, but I do like egg on a raft.
I think I will take the dog for a brisk walk, looks like it's going to be hot today. And then I'll have breakfast and dive into my many things I need to do: laundry, paperwork, filing, maybe move another bookshelf into the house.
My mom always called them Barney Google Eyes.
Dinosaur nests!
I was going to be fairl productive today but then I did that thing where you fall asleep early on the couch and wake up at 4:30am, lights ablaze, turn them off and go to bed upstairs and then don't get up until 11.
So.
See, this is why I don't know what to call it. I don't have a family name for it because I didn't eat eggs growing up. I'll ask my dad if he has a name for it, but I suspect he will not.
Last week I succumbed to the desire to buy a loaf of sliced bread so now I have to eat it all up before it gets moldy. Ooh, maybe grilled cheese for lunch...
Laps have been swum (more or less, I lost track of exactly how many I did (my goal is 8, you'd think I could manage to count that many! But no) but I was in the pool for half an hour so I think I did at least as many as I meant to and if I did extra that is fine) and groceries made. Looks like laundry and dishes for the rest of the day, with occasional breaks for walking the dog, drinking tea, etc.
