We ate tonight at Holy Frijoles. I enjoyed my steak with three shrimps. I left work at 5 minutes until 5 and felt anxious I must have missed doing something with that 5 minutes.
Tomorrow some folks from Sears install a new washing machine in our home. I like that I got a text showing the anticipated arrival time. I hope to walk before the installer(s) arrive at 11:30 or so.
At lunch I had three soft chicken tacos. For breakfast I had corn flakes allegedly sweetened with fruit juice, but if so, that is the blandest fruit juice on record.
Yesterday we ate the third day of a Rocky Mountain chili. Things like that are better as time goes on.
At lunch and after work, the most interesting bird I saw was an Eastern Phoebe.
I'm looking at cabins for potential vacations, in several states. I love that the internet makes indie units easy to find.
The weather is like Canine Heaven. As I drove home last night near 8 p.m., I saw a coyote cross Alma Road near our suburban home, and strut off into the darkness.