Tuesday, December 4, 2012


December 4th, and it was in the mid-70s today. I sat on the deck with my afternoon coffee in a T-shirt and jeans.

Let me rephrase that.

I sat on the deck in a T-shirt and jeans with my afternoon coffee. It was beautiful! Then my beloved came home from a short trip to New Jersey and joined me on the deck with a buttered hard roll to share. If you're not from Jersey, that probably doesn't mean much to you. But to us, it's a treasure to be savored on a lovely, warm day with a cup of coffee. The rolls you get at a grocery store bakery—the ones they call Kaiser rolls—are nothing like a good hard roll. Hard rolls are a unique breed of bread. New Jerseyans know what I'm talking about. He wasn't able to bring home my favorite crumb cake though. Mueller's is within a block of the beach and sustained serious damage in hurricane Sandy. I'm not sure when they'll reopen.

I also managed to clean both bathrooms, do all the laundry, and furminate the dog today, and I was only 8 minutes late for my weekly phone conference. My co-workers all laughed at me when I told them I was late because I was on Pinterest. I love my job.

Ben cooked dinner tonight: pork roll, fried egg, and cheese sandwiches on hard rolls. Again, the New Jersey thing. It was amazing.

That is all.

Be thankful ~

1 comment:

Kayla said...

Yup, the hard roll thing means nothing to this Minnesota/Georgia girl. Just sounds like it would be hard on my teeth.