This morning, I dragged my road bike out of the basement, dusted off the valves, aired up the tires, and dug my kryptonite lock out of the “bike stuff” milk carton. I have to return a parking pass to the office across town—which is a quick bike ride but a long walk. It felt good to ride the 1/2 block from my new garage to the office.
My sister’s birthday is today. Hooray!
The weather has been magnificent this week. 85° and sunny, little to no humidity. Thank you, Sky Pilot.
I drove the Scout into work this morning (see the bike item above; I doubt it would fit in the Saturn comfortably) with no throttle problems whatsoever.
Mama dressed Finn in a pretty outfit this morning, and we laughed and played in the jumper while I woke up over coffee and sang with some of her musical toys. Her smile, like that of her mother, is one of the best things in the world.
Addendum, 11:06 AM: My boss suddenly and inexplicably got the overwhelming urge for pie. So he went across the street and got some, and shared it with us.