Monday, April 8, 2013

2013/93 You Had to Be There

Muenster cheese, sourdough bread, a little pat of butter and a pancake griddle are all the things I needed to make me a damn good grill cheese sandwich for lunch today.






































Let's just say the photographer (ahem) didn't do it justice. I guess you had to be there.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

2013/92 Dodger Blue

She surprised me when she texted me earlier in the week saying she wanted us to go to a Dodger game. She surprised me even more by insisting we do it sooner rather than later. So this afternoon, we headed out to Dodger Stadium to catch a game.






































It was good times. Even if we didn't get any cotton candy.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

2013/91 Full of Contentment

Didn't get out of my pajamas until after noon today. It was an easy Saturday morning. I felt content just piddling around the house. After the long week, it was the kind of day that I needed.






































I was full of contentment.

Friday, April 5, 2013

2013/90 No Photography Allowed

From the moment I first walked in the door, I fell in love. The ambience.  The decor. The fragrance of fresh coffee. How could I have walked by the place so many times without a second glance? The only thing I didn't like was the sign at the both doors which read "No Photography Allowed" And to punctuate the point, there under the verbiage was a picture of a camera with a circle around it and a giant line through it. WHAT?!?!?

I'm not normally a rule-breaker, except in the case of speed laws. Okay, maybe I've taken two donuts at work when we were asked to only take one. But I have never asked my children to say they were 10-years old when they were really 11 or 12. Or if someone gives me too much change, I give it back. But this was one rule I couldn't commit to and each time I came, I would try to intrusively take as many shots as I dared without getting called out by the photo police.

But then last week, I learned that Dripp has, of all things, an Instagram account. Does that even make any sense at all? Are they saying that sign out on their door is for real? Or is it just a big giant joke. Inquiring minds want to know because if they are seriously just kidding, I want to bring my other camera and shoot away.


Thursday, April 4, 2013

2013/89 Finding the Energy

It's been a long time since I went into the office for three days in a row. I wanted to come home, sink back into my recliner for a long winter's nap. Except that I had already asked Brie if she wanted to bake cookies and she replied, yes. I was thinking snickerdoodles, she was thinking rich chocolate chip toffee bars. They are deliciously decadent. If you ever wanted to make a friend or win someone over, these will do the trick.






































They were worth the energy.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

2013/88 Focus

It's been a long work week. There's a big project that is coming to a head. It's got a a drop dead date of May 6 and there will be serious hell to pay if the date slips. Career-breaking hell. The good news is, it looks like it's actually going to happen. Up until this time, I've been more of a spectator in the project, but now it's my turn to ante up. Things I must do, hit my target dates, make sure our team is ready for deployment, and...






































Don't let my boss down.

Monday, April 1, 2013

2013/87 The Fool and I

All day long I've been waiting for it...the joke. If I were more clever I would have been able to think of an April Fool's joke to pull on someone. But I had nothing. All day long I was on guard, waiting for the joke to come. I would not be made the fool, but nothing came. It felt uneventful. But the reality is, most April Fool's joke are either cruel, like the time Eliz told mom I was hit by a car (I was in on the "joke") or stupid, like the time a co-worker, who should have known better, emailed her boss her resignation, which he accepted. Two weeks later, she no longer worked for the company.

I had to work late which I wasn't looking forward to, but at least that would mean that traffic would be light by the time I left work. Wrong! The joke was on me. But I had the last laugh, a beautiful sunset punctuated by the thick silver clouds in the sky.