I am on the train, listening to Train, on my way to meet Corelyn so we can drive to see Hanson. I know, judge away.

Imma let you finish, but…

…as I write this I am sitting across from a kid with a dirty skateboard, black tapered jeans, a white t with a black hooded sweatshirt and dirty black sneakers. He has a side swept hair cut and is reading “A Heartbreaking Work of a Staggering Genius.” Periodically he pulls out an organic green tea and sips while pondering.

And I am the one your thinking about judging. Chew on that.

Brought to you by a one Mr. Jeff J. Hayford, for morning cheer:

 

In other, lighter, news, I got a hair cut.

I thought you should know.

 

I found out today that a friend from college passed away from cancer. He was one of those people everyone knew and most wanted to hang out with. He was in my study abroad program, and I remember many nights spent in the local bars with him as well as dozens of other American friends, dancing the nights away.

He was truly a shining star, and he will be missed by us all. Having him in my mind reminds me to have a love for life and to make what you do with your one and only really count. His life was so full of love, drive, and passion, and I can only hope to follow his lead.

It’s a reality check for me, to look around myself and see who I am, who I want to be, and what I value.

And I wanted to take a minute to tell you I value you, reader, for sticking with me. You keep me writing, which is what I really love. So thank you Matt, and thank you readers. You are both in my prayers.

..And end of the week pick me up…

K found this online, and I did it this morning at work. What do you think??

I hate red cup before it’s Christmas. And here it is….

No one warned me. It’s going to be a long Christmas-when-it’s-not-Christmas season.

Also:  I’ll have you note that once again, year 2 in a row, I am sweating on “Discovering-red-cup” day.

Homemade waffles, bacon, and changing tires on a bike. Ahh, a good Sunday.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jeff and I, recently, decided we needed a new spice situation. The spice shelf was great, and all, but we needed more space, more spice, more life!

 

And so, I give you, our new spicy kitchen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can you guess who showed up as the spices were going up, just in time to save me from all the decision about which spices should go where??

 

 

 

 

 

I think we were satisfied with our decisions.

Jeff and I always have a list the entire whiteboard long each weekend to do. The weekend before last, we were determined to get it all in.

Pictures of a hopping Saturday night!