Waning vacation days, a mistaken identity caller, coffee w/Patrick, and dancing…

~Saturday~  I was up at 11:00 after a full eight hours sleep. Glorious—albeit too-quickly disappearing—vacation days. For breakfast, I had a bagel and a yolkless hard-boiled egg along with a sesame seed bagel with honey walnut cream cheese on it, and some coffee from a coffee pot that was on its best behavior this morning. … Read more

Sleeping in, fatted calves of a prodigal son, published but not available, and To-Haven’ts…

~Tuesday~  I slept in this morning. Glorious vacation. I made my way back to the gym this afternoon—The prodigal son returns to Planet Fitness, if you will. Fortunately for me, there was a Bring-Your-Own-Fatt(en)ed-Calves party going on there today, so I fit right in. During my workout, which consisted of 60 minutes on the treadmill … Read more

An alarming buscapde, affirmations schmaffirmations, a workout, cleaning house, late nite coffee run

~Tuesday~  The bus was running late this morning—almost five minutes past the time when it usually is the latest that it arrives. I put on my patience hat, which never has fit very well. Entering the bus, I was greeted by an ear-piercingly loud noise that continued the entire trip. I don’t know how the bus … Read more

A workout, a group meeting of the Thibodaux team, and starting Three Cups of Tea…

~Sunday~  I got up at a little after 11:00, made my Scrabble move, and then put on a pot of coffee. After a few back-and-forth moves with Robert in the online Scrabble game, I toasted a Portuguese muffin, cut it in half lengthwise, fried two over-easy eggs, set one on each half of the muffin, … Read more

Bolos levedos, a surprised kitty, starting holiday cards, a workout, and a night out…

~Saturday~  I went back to sleep at 6:00 and got up at 11:30 amidst the most ridiculous, ridiculous dream. The Portuguese sweet bread known as massa is indeed all gone, but now I’ve thawed out the Bolos Levedos that I’d put in my freezer. These are Portuguese muffins, also a little bit on the sweet … Read more

Privacy vs. fame, a workout, missing Jupiter, and STC judging…

~Sunday~  I am enjoying the massa I received at Thanksgiving from my parents (as a belated birthday present) and I only have a couple left so you can expect only two more reports about it as a breakfast roll. Today, I skipped the egg (since I had three of them in that breakfast combo I … Read more

A Facebook money-wiring scam, Andre Agassi “Open,” and the “After Prom Party”…

~Saturday~  I was up at 8:30 and had a most delicious breakfast sandwich, consisting of turkey sausage, an over-easy egg, and a slice of American cheese melted on top—all on a Portuguese sweet roll. Heaven. I had just logged into Facebook to check out Robert’s Scrabble move, which he usually makes in the morning before … Read more

Buscapades and digitally-captured dialog all the day long…

~Tuesday~  While I waited for the bus this morning, a college student walked by walking his dachshund, which had the most interesting coloring. It looked like this little guy, except all gray and black even on the paws. What made it even more interesting to me, and made me audibly chuckle actually, was that the … Read more

A plethora of buscapades, a quartet of affirmations, and a smörgåsbord of religions to chose from…

~Monday~  The bus driver this morning was Wrong Way Willie—I just now named him although he earned his name two weeks ago. Madonna and Genetically-Beautiful Daughter got off at the stop after I got on, and Sophia’s hair was not tied up, which always makes her look precociously old, reminding me of Donna Summer’s hair … Read more