Today I am actually off to a slow start. It’s 6am and all I want to do is go back to sleep. I don’t even have recollection of turning off my alarm clock 45 minutes ago.
Remember how crazy I thought it was receiving my brother’s Christmas card on February 2nd? I was informed by my friend in Edmonton Canada that she received my card on Wednesday, and that the card had been postmarked on December 18th! Dumpf’s Presidential legacy lives on… Oh yes, there’s still that ignorance of COVID one year later as well.
Last night’s Black Sheep Founders Day was fun, even though I couldn’t do trail. I think that I ate twice my weight in pizza. ðŸ˜‹ Hell, my knee is feeling a little painful this morning, perhaps I should have run trail? I wore my compression brace for the first time in a little while, perhaps that’s a bad idea? Who knows…
I’m having similar luck in the farming world. Early in the week I transplanted some seedlings into individual pots, and have been taking the tray outdoors each day when it warms up to get natural sunlight. Unfortunately some of the transplants didn’t seem to appreciate this effort and have died. Poop.
Tomorrow my beloved Werder Bremen plays Bonnie’s Evil Empire Bayern Munich. We are going to watch the game on her porch, perhaps noshing on bagels from Emerald City Bagels.
Sunday is a Black Sheep Day, one that I am going to skip in order to meet up with some of my German classmates and theoretically speak German as we drink beer.
Don’t forget, clocks get pushed forward an hour on Sunday morning as we pretend this makes sense.
Have a fun and healthy hour-shortened weekend.