The edge of the known world can be found in your kitchen, if you want it to be. Or in your bed. Or during your commute. Every day, there is something new to experience. And if there isn't, shrug and make a margarita.
Monday, March 2, 2015
February Ends in Pictures
Today was unusual - I was home alone all day. How very odd! I woke to this empty bed: Chuck left early to go to a rugby coaching workshop.
Then I ventured downstairs, where I saw that my father-in-law's bed was also empty. He had hit the road for his return to Illinois.
Our friends John and Rebecca, who had spent the night, were gone, too. It's the House of Empty Beds.
Mmmmm... nothing better than a little slimy spinach, huh, Tobi?
Whooo! The tile's so bright, I gotta wear shades!
"Alif the Unseen" includes this super-cool map!
Here cones the snow...
On Facebook, there was a story about a house from the mid-Fifties that was fully finished, but never lived in. Check out these pictures!
Remember these stove buttons?
It's starting to get late. Chuck and I have plans to meet friends for pizza at 6:30. I can't reach him: I'll bet he has his phone turned off. Maybe I had better push our date back to 700?
When you become a landlord, you get a lot of keys.
He's still not back. Guess I'll change and get ready without him. Maybe he can meet us at the pizza place.