Fire going. That's the wood burning insert in the living room an hour in with it fully banked. The thermostat, 15 feet away is set to 50 but reads 74. Irene is happy, Spring has melted.
Bit late (one of our freezers died and we needed to save its contents), but Irene, Strut, Spring, and I will be gone for several days in a lodge on the Pacific coast, without any connectivity.
I am home. Wife, son, and dogs are pleased to see me. A mug with cold Magners was waiting for me. I'll be off the air for a bit, 24 hours or so. Family time, dancing with Irene, running with Strut,...
Today is Strut's seventh birthday! I already run half an hour with him every morning, we take Strut and Spring to the off leash dog park every night, and last night I curled up with the big guy for...
Spring won: she successfully defended the papasan against Strut. She sounds like a cross between a buzz saw and a demented wolverines, and Strut is, most of the time, just way too kind to her.