Given today’s date and the general appearance of this picture, you may be wondering why is this guy standing outside, with snow all around him, relaxing and looking at the water without his coat? What you can’t tell from the picture is that it was over 50 degrees today. Seems our “January thaw” is a month late.
at the gym 2
this time I brought the camera to water aerobics. This type of class has a reputation for being only for old ladies, but it’s a great workout for anyone. The women in my class are all ages, and there’s one guy who’s a regular. I’ve noticed a difference in my ab strength and flexibility since I’ve started it, and it’s a lot of fun.
going to the beach?
black and white kitty
another day spent looking at houses. Many of the houses we have looked at have had resident cats, which is nice, but I’m always surprised when the cat is just hanging out right in the open. We went to one house where the cat was on the table by the sign in sheets. Today’s kitty was on the bed upstairs. He (she?) was very cute and let me pet him. He has no tail.
I can’t imagine Parker being this relaxed as a bunch of strangers trooped through the house. It’s not even worth thinking about Winnie doing it.
these boots are made for…
“it will be okay”
I love stuff like this. Someone stopped on her way to somewhere just to write this message. Who is she? Was she hanging around, watching people read her message? What did other people think of it? Who is her message for?
I had already taken another picture but then a coworker told me about this message, so I had to go outside and find it. It makes me happy that someone wrote it.
baby it’s cold outside
plow
In the past, Doug has been in charge of the driveway and I’ve been in charge of the walk. If there was too much snow, then to hell with the long back driveway til spring. But because we are trying to sell the house, we need to keep it clear, so we hired a plow service this year.
By next winter, we’d better be dealing with the driveway in our new house. Wherever that may be…
here we go again
bookworm
I’m a reader. Ask anyone who knows me, even a little bit, and they will know that I read. A lot. I read all kinds of stuff: mysteries, chick-lit, kids’ books, travel…. But I’m not a book buyer at all. I have been a huge library user for literally as long as I can remember. Going to the library is part of my routine every week, and if I “run out of book” during the week, it’s a crisis.
Here I am at the Framingham Public Library, in a pretty typical pose.