A Morning of Favorites

This morning I did a few of my favorite things. I slept in - until 7:30! Then I took my sweet time drinking 4 cups of coffee. Then I went outside to the back yard to putz around. I played with the kitty, tried to locate my fishies in the algae-laden pond and came up with about 20 chores to take of. None of which I'll probably get around to.

On my way to the garage, I noticed my watering can collection and decided to take a peek inside to see what was in them. I found 5 itty bitty eggs! I guess at some point I scared the mama bird off because the eggs looked abandoned. How do I know you ask? Because I'm sort of country girl now of course! Actually I saw the eggs about a month ago and there hasn't been a parent bird hanging around since.

After that, I was inspired to go to two of my favorite places - Jack In The Box and Home Depot. For the last 35 years I have enjoyed the wonderful concoction that is a Breakfast Jack. Semi sweet bun, cooked egg, gooey cheese of questionable origin and paper thin ham slices. Heaven in a bun.

Home Depot isn't heaven in a bun but it is heaven on earth. I could spend all day long in there. I like to walk up and down every aisle. Sometimes I don't know what I'm looking at, but the products look cool anyway. I'm always inspired to take on some large project that I'll probably never finish. I have tons and tons of supplies in the garage for projects that I was inspired to do, but didn't. I'm a hopeless case.

On the way home I decided to stop at a park in my neighborhood where for the last 2 years, I've been scoping out some rocks. I love rocks. All sizes, shapes, colors - it doesn't matter. Anyway on my trek to the rocks I noticed that the ground was really dry. Cracks are common in the yucky clay soil we have around here. Most are fairly small but some are hazardous to your health! If you accidentally step into one of the large cracks, you could break your ankle. Or disappear down into it all the way to China. I made it without taking a unexpected trip to China and finally got a good look at the pile of rocks. They were gorgeous! I want them! I don't think I can get them into my little red wagon so I'm going to have to find a way to get them to my house. I haven't worked that out yet but I will. Look at them! Wouldn't you want these babies, too?

I bet Mr. Wonderful could figure it out. He probably has a 13 ton crane somewhere out in the shop. Heck, he's got everything else. I guess I had better make sure that the rocks aren't city owned because I don't want the cops to haul me off to jail for stealing rocks. Or for driving a 13 ton crane through the neighborhood. Wait - I'm married to a cop! Although he's in a different jurisdiction. Yeah, I guess I'll ask first.