Mornings are special for many reasons, and you early risers know what I'm talking about--birds, quiet, smells...the special baby nursery colors of the sky.
For years, I lived with a someone who despised mornings and didn't get up until 1 PM. I wasn't allowed to talk to him until 2 PM and he couldn't function fully until 4. Blech. It was not a match made in heaven, for sure. He got the boot.
I traded him for this:
And this:
I got a good deal.
Fortunately, my fella likes mornings, too. And, he also has a boot!
He fractured his foot last Friday, and walked around on it like Quasimoto for almost a week. Finally went to see Trapper John, MD, and got this neat shoe.
I feel bad for him, and lucky for me. That boot was NOT made for walkin'. I'm glad my feet aren't fractured. I LIKE my walks. A lot.
Poor guy. I'm going to buy him a cane at the Rotary Auction this weekend.
So, by now you've made it this far and realized "Holy cow, this blog is truly about nothing today!"
You are correct.
I was going to try for the profound blog post, but it's not there today. I walked. It was good. The sky was pink, blue and orange and we're lucky that we've lived another day. Please, go outside and talk your walk. I guarantee, you will benefit.
Adios,
Dani
aw, poor Jeffila!
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