...or just me....

Saturday:  4.24
Sunday:    4.24

Yep, we walked the exact same route.  One of these times, I am going to remember some pocket change so we can stop at Panera's for a break.  I think that really was, what someone had in mind when they said 'calories out, calories in' . . .  ever tasted one of their pumpkin muffins.  Slurp!

On my loop, there have been several threads about interior decorating.  I keep wondering if they would think it odd that my living room has a giraffe, snow shoes, antique ice skates, a rifle, a red scooter . . . the first toy my father ever bought himself . . . an old fire extinguisher and several pigs.  The dining room is not much better.  It has an elephant and a wall hanging my grandmother made in 1937.

The way I look at it,  I can either be surrounded by politically correct Florida beach stuff or odds and ends that mean something to me.  I'll opt for the O/E every time.  So, yes, my barrister bookcase is stuffed with shots of my dad in high school circa 1930, an old Lionel engine, a slew of vintage G.A. Henty books, a slightly chewed upon teddy bear that belonged to my uncle, and a first edition of Tarzan and the Leopard Men, compliments of my grandfather.  Coolio!

Don't look at me like that, what's in your living room???