The sun wasn’t shining when I awoke this morning. I didn’t want to get out of bed. The last few days saw me leaping from bed anxious to start my day. Today, all I wanted to do was roll over and head back to dream land. Regardless, I forced myself up and out. I walked the development, slowly, with my arms crossed in front of me. I didn’t once think about tightening my powerhouse. Back at home, I drank green tea and read a couple chapters of The Little Prince that I found published online. I am looking forward to the weekend.

Last night Lisa and I took Bobo for his evening walk. Right past Walt’s house, Bobo pooped. It was bright orange in color!
“Look at that!”
“I wonder why it is orange.”
“Well, what are you feeding him?”
“This morning I gave him a piece of cheese, some Ritz crackers and he also had a bite of my Creamsicle. Why do you think his poop is orange?”
“I have no clue.”