Someone sent me black SmartWool socks, I assume for my birthday. Whoever you are, thanks! I’ve got them in the wash and plan to wear them tomorrow!
Which is why the restaurant under the Brooklyn Bridge wasn’t there. I finally asked Sydney, “Uhh, are you sure that’s the Brooklyn Bridge? Because it doesn’t look like it…” Here’s Strawberry Fields.
Michele is out of town this week, so I get to feed the animals. I’m a very popular person around 8 in the morning. The dogs greet me and run toward the backyard as I get out of the car. The cat joins them from his hiding place near the bay window, waiting for juncos…