You want to know my favorite part of the day? It's early, early in the morning, although I do not consider myself a morning person. I am the only one up. I couldn't sleep, so I came down stairs to have my morning cup, which is actually two cups. I sit down and the computer and hop over to Bush Babe's to see a kangaroo story, and check in with Jeanie to see if her lurgy is any better. Over to Scotty's to find out how his doctor visit went. I travel out to Arizona to see if the heat broke at Mikey's place or Stevie's house, how the puppies are doing at Susan's place, whether the Brummie has run into the dogs that attacked her and her Staff. What's Redlefty thinking about? And isn't it cool that the musician Hal's just discovered has just discovered Hal? By the time that I finish walking with Lavinia, and traveling with the Pencil Writer, and laughing with Shirley, crying with Alison, and sympathizing with Mary, I've finished my coffee. I check to see if Mike's come back to the Ifs of Og, say a quick prayer when I see that he's not. It's still dark as I push away from the computer to pad to the shower in my bare feet. I've done a fair amount of visiting for a woman in a bathrobe.
And so my day begins.