When I was in elementary school, I played a housewife in a musical. Here I am holding a spatula which I’d later unleash upon a classmate. Note the rubber hair rollers that gave you splendid curls and a magnificent headache. Needless to say that I have never been able to top this performance.
I did not buy a magnet from the state we live in right now. Is that a sign I am going to retire here?
This is a serious collection and not at all a sign that I might have a small problem. The plan was to decorate one whole wall in my office with these babies to form one huge but amazing bulletin board. But… I don’t have enough yet to cover the wall. Wanna help me?
I am not a morning person and especially not on Monday mornings. This is what I look like then, seriously. Getting up in the dark and dragging yourself to the gym is such a pain. Lucky for me, Mondays start with coffee, yoga, and more coffee so by Tuesday I am all sunshine again.
I have proposed to many Presidents to cancel Mondays and that we go straight to Tuesday. To compensate for Monday we could add a flex-day. This day can be used as needed. If flex-days are not used by the end of the calendar year, they roll over or you can exchange them for frequent flyer miles.
I am blessed with a loyal crowd of fans who come over to cheer me on while I write. This is my number 1 fan.
He comes over and loudly announces his arrival by banging on the window. Then he patrols on the latch and stands guard while I try to work. He does take breaks but he always comes back.
Some of you who know that I am a human rights defender and cold case blogger have asked me how I relax during the day. You can imagine that some of the cases that I work on are a tad gruesome. Well, I let off steam on the archery ranch. Bulls-eye or Orcs-eye, it’s all good.