My mom described this mirror as, 'The only thing to survive that era.'
Monday, September 25, 2017
Welcome to Shelbyville
Eighty miles outside of Indianapolis on my way back to Cincinnati from Marion, I stop nearly every Sunday at this Starbucks in Shelbyville for a venti black iced-tea. It gives me something to look forward to and powers me through the rest of the drive.
Every time I'm there, I wonder if I'll run into anyone I used to know. I won't, but it's nice to think I might.
Sunday, September 10, 2017
Disgusting
Appalling how this cat has chosen Ray to lookup at starry-eyed. I'll be over here on Petfinder looking for a new cat.
Monday, September 4, 2017
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