Moby very vocal about Going Out today. Given how much pleasure he evinces, we escort him out just to watch him luxuriate.
I keep meaning to mention, about the word verification. Try just typing it in fast, and hitting publish. I typed in just one of the words, accidentally hit Enter, and it worked. I have suspected I have not always typed properly, and it worked, so I sent the comment knowing I'd messed up a letter, and it worked as well. It's probably a fuzzy algorithm. Getting it human, not necessarily perfect. Or am I giving blugger too much credit?
Wrote to my cousin yesterday, thinking about her, not just because of Mother's Day. She was with her mum, my aunt, at the end of her life. I sent back a story and affection, because nothing helps but that doesn't hurt. Dear Aunt Peggy, she was a force to be reckoned with, and I thought her wonderful. She made it to 95, with only the last few years in confusion.
Enjoy the sun or rain today, whichever you have.
Found this over at Whiskey River,
"You normally have to be bashed about a bit by life to see the point of daffodils, sunsets and uneventful nice days."
- Alain de Botton