The way that you turn every head that’s around you

Podrick was a very, very good boy this morning. I only had to whisper-yell at him. I got out of bed, checked the time on the stove, and went back to bed. He was picking at the auto feeder. I let him, it was set to go off four minutes later.

I slept in today. But of course, Crystal was wide awake. One day, I’d like to roll out of bed, and look over, and Crystal is deep asleep. One day, I’d really like to wake up to that.

A boy can dream.

It’s snowing out there. Podrick is in the front window, watching big flakes fall from the sky. Pippin is in the bedroom having her breakfast. She gets some quiet time without him in her face.

Work wasn’t too bad, with all the ice. But we had a delivery, and 80% of that got put out. So we had that going for us. But for tue most part, minus one big rush, it was pretty quiet. Nothing two people couldn’t handle. So we got out pretty much on time. Tonight will be the same, except I have a different co-worker tonight. He’s a little scatter brained. But I’ll move him along like I do every time I work with him.

Tomorrow – opening the shop, then off to SlightlyBiggerTown for the supply run. Then back home to feast, and watch WrestleMania. That’s the weekend.

I would really just like it to stop snowing, though.