I'm pretty sure most routines need to eventually be broken. I put some milk in the coffee this morning. It's not Sunday, but being forty one today, what the heck. Last night was pretty thrilling watching the youngest almost break twelve thirty on the 2k, a minute and a half better than his best. Last week big sis killed it as well. Nice to have some mates pulling hard to kick off the new year of erging while the old man gets a reprieve.
I got word from a reliable source yesterday that the 'bowl is skiing quite well at the moment. I am beginning to feel we skipped summer this year and have entered late November around here.
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