Normally, I would wait until the end of the day to write.
However, this morning was so perfect I have to share.
The Persian and Shorty went to pick oranges this morning.
I don’t know the exact legalities of it, but since there was no angry neighbors running after them with a pitchfork, I assume it was a successful mission.
Smarty and I were in the kitchen drinking coffee and making French Toast.
I had soaked the bread in egg and cinamon last night, so between the fresh squeezed OJ and the custard like toast, needless to say it was a good way to wake up.
Oh, my g-d.
I forgot to mention that there were bagels.
They were good, but they weren’t as good as NY bagels.
Wait, I am complaining?
There is nothing to complain about.
I woke up in paradise.
Now, I get to go back to Walmart to return the games from last night and buy new ones.
We are thinking about Monopoly with electronic banking.
I am thinking about lunch.
Then the ball drop.
Normally, I would be thinking about how to cheat at Monopoly.
Damn you technology.