Ten.Two Thousand, Seven Hundred & Forty-Five
How would I feel if I didn’t do it? I'd better do it.
It feels a little like fall.
What’s the word? Punchy. I’m feeling punchy. I better stop drinking so much coffee.
Focus.
Perfect weather for an outdoor lunch. Except for the bees who want to eat my shrimp risotto
As we walk back up the hill, I tell them, “Well, yesterday on my family call, my uncle said, ‘Be encouraged.’”
The last two Tootsie Roll pops.
A sports-free night.
Miso-maple chicken with Brussels sprouts and rice. Only four of us talking about the Cubs and their home runs.
How much of it is necessary?
