He's getting used to us. Here is G feeding him breakfast: And Dude begging. Then we went and scoped out the new house and the new neighborhood. There's a playground practically in their backyard. Obie is a bit too young for anything but the baby swings, so I tried out the rest of it … Continue reading Portland. Day 1
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The Alarm is set for 3:30 AM
Our flight leaves at 7 AM tomorrow morning which means we have to be there by 6, which means we have to leave here by 5, which means we have to get up before the ass-crack of dawn. It's okay though. I'd rather do it this way than get in to Portland at 10 PM. … Continue reading The Alarm is set for 3:30 AM
I Never Know What to Write About
The question of the moment is: Should I sit here and continue to eat refined carbohydrates and drink coffee, or go to Wegmans for green juice supplies? OR: Should I stop eating refined carbohydrates and go up and meditate first, and then go to Wegmans for green juice supplies? OR: Should I put on a … Continue reading I Never Know What to Write About
Obie Brenny
What's amping my vibe at the moment? This little guy:Obie Brenny.All swaddled up on his way home from the hospital.He is all I can think about. My new, (and first!) grandchild.He was born on March 25th. That sweater he's wearing is the same one his mother wore on her way home from the hospital.The only downside … Continue reading Obie Brenny
