February 12 of 12, wherein I post 12 pictures of my February 12, and lots of other people do the same. For more, see Chad Darnell's blog--it's his baby.
On with the photos!
6:51 - How I feel waking up in the morning when I know I'm off to work.
6:53 - How Sherlock feels waking up in the morning when he knows he's going back to sleep for 18 hours.
7:07 - Taking a minute with Hebrews and my trusty cinnamon-spice oatmeal. Sherlock supervises.
7:48 - I never get tired of the National Cathedral. It's always there, and it never gets any smaller, and that is amazing to me.
7:50 - A sunny morning on the N4. I like my bus commute.
12:15 - Yes, my cup of chocolate pudding is basically bigger than my cup of soup, which is...the proper order of the universe, right?
1:05 - Who has two thumbs, speaks limited French, and hasn't been rained on, snowed on, or frozen to the core once this week? (This girl!)
6:08 - Walking home from the bus in the last moments of daylight.
7:00 - Sherlock takes out the pink feather monster, which is probably very satisfying but also leaves him picking pink fuzz out of his teeth for like a week.
7:19 - Staring blankly at my Confessions of a Shopaholic review for Cinemahype.com.
7:45 - Assembling leftovers of my favorite winter dinner. It's a good thing this stuff's healthy, because I eat it constantly on account of its being totally delicious.
7:55 - For an upcoming writing project, I'm collecting all the jerk things Alex Trebek says to his Jeopardy! contestants. Part of me thinks the Trebek thing's been covered by SNL; the rest of me thinks his supply of smarmy condescension is simply endless. Oy, Trebek. OY.
That's it; thanks for stopping in. Next month: same bat time, same bat channel!