It's snowy. It's Monday. It's early. It's all good.
I hope to have an ordinary day at work today. I hope that I have a moment to compose a letter to a 68 year old filipino woman I have "adopted". What does someone write to a person who lives in a bamboo hut with a dirt floor? Her husband is dead, her only child is also deceased. I can't think of one thing to say that wouldn't sound arrogant and show off-y - other than she is in my prayers every day.
I spoke with my nephew on Saturday and finally bought the tickets for my flights to Alaska. I am staying there for 10 days! I wanted to make sure he was OK with a long stay since I am staying at his house for most of that! I have also booked a trip for the day after the marathon - I am taking a train trip to Denali National Park and will stay there for 2 nights, then take the train back to Anchorage. The prices went up $50., just between Friday and Saturday... and I have no idea how much they went up since I started looking at them. It pays to be prompt when paying for anything impacted by the price of oil... like transportation, food, clothing... etc., in other words, every single thing you purchase.
I better get ready for work. The commute is going to be a bear. The roads are coated with ice and snow. I am so grateful my commute is less than 9 miles each way.
Go over and wish Daave a Happy Birthday! Happy Happy Birthday my friend!