Some wise words in my yoga studio. Why yes, I'm taking that photo in the bathroom.
I love the little bottle of milk this cafe brought with my tea last week.
The kitty came back to visit TWICE. While we still don't let her (I've assumed it's a her) into the house, we do go out and give her a nice scratch. I swear she likes it, despite this photo (you try juggling an iphone, yoga bag, and scratching a kitty!).
We have another baby lemon growing on our tree!
The cafe Seven Seeds in Melbourne makes the best hot chocolate. Why yes, that is a giant chocolate stick that is melting into the (soy) milk.
When I had surgery, Inspector Climate would get me out of the house by encouraging me to go on "walkies" with him. "Walkies!" he'd say, like he was trying to get a dog all excited about going outside.
Since being unemployed we've tried to go on walkies just to spend some extra time together that isn't sitting on the couch or working on our relative computers (I've also started reading aloud to Inspector Climate while he does the dishes, which I kind of love because it means we can experience the same book at the same time).
This is us on walkies.