This is very, very good weather for listening to The National. And drinking hot coffee and wearing soft hoodies and staying in bed. And storing certain types of cheese, I guess. But that's about it. I look forward to the return of the sun, if only for a few hours.
HR had a much, much better night last night and so we're all the happier for it. Keep in mind his "good" wake-up time is still around 6:30, so we were dressed and raring to go by 8 a.m. and decided to go to Trader Joe's and pick up some much-needed groceries. If you avoid this otherwise wonderful purveyor of goods because it is obnoxiously crowded, I'm telling you, give it a shot when they first open. Not only is the place freshly stocked, but parking is plentiful, there are no lines at the cash and you can cruise around the store without getting stuck behind the dreaded aisle hogs. Plus there's a certain thrill that comes with buying wine before breakfast. Even if you don't have another reason to be out of bed, it's worth getting up. I think we'll be doing all our shopping bright and early from now on.
You may or may not have noticed, but I've dropped the blog-of-the week bit. Not because there aren't many amazing blogs to share, just because I'm not good at recurring features. I'll continue to share things that strike me from time to time, just not on any kind of schedule.
Today's random show-and-tell corner: I have a soft spot for foul-mouthed broads who can do a mean lawn sprinkler imitation. And so, Pink.
Thank you for that. How did I forget how much I adore Pink? Oy, post-election bummitude gets to all of us at one time or another, eh? ~LA
ReplyDeleteI have love for Pink in amounts that are probably not healthy. *sigh*
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