By 8:45 a.m. yesterday, I had received two hugs from sweet friends, one of whom also brought me a surprise bag of beautiful mercerized cotton (in a shiny white and a shiny navy - yum!), and someone else brought me a really nice teeny silver ink pen (because I have an absolute pen fetish). Pretty cool start to a Wednesday.
The afternoon break brought a muskrat the size of our Boston Terrier waddling across the green two feet in front of me. THAT was cool.
The trip to Jack Rabbits (for Nikki to attend her friend Tyler's band's first ever performance) went OK, but the trip back was a nightmare. Why can't Jax do road construction like the rest of the US? And why is our stretch of 95 so completely jacked up? I'm pretty sure it's Rick Scott's fault somehow.