Keith and I had a bit too much fun at Walmart.
Two years ago today I had what I thought was a completely disastrous interview. So bad that I sat in my car and cried when it was done.
Here I am today, taking sunrise brewhouse shots, waiting for the day to unfold: people I like to work make it a fun way to spend the work day, home to the yellow house and the man I love more than I thought possible, off to a community fish fry and then to yoga.
Yes, it’s a very good life.
Chopped everything for chilli sauce, made borscht, and Keith made me cinnamon rolls.
Keith has to go do something at the house, so I tagged along to Stratford. Chocolate, good beer and excellent Thai food are all great, but better when Keith is around.
Campfire. Keith. Su. Sparklers. Beer.
I don’t have the words to explain how I feel about this guy.
Its a too-quick visit but it does my heart and my mental health good to hang out with this lovely human even briefly.
This man and this little garden are making me happier than I thought possible.
This picture pretty much sums up our day.
Out to find Jones Falls