Here we all are. Settling in to life with baby. I’m happy to report that Mr Chips loves the new guy. He is tender and sweet with him, kissing and holding him and insisting he be close by at all times. Unfortunately the sweetness does not extend to everyone else. The zen baby is cool but everyone else must die!
This, like everything else will pass.
The sun finally showed up hot and shiny. We’re having a heat wave and that means it’s up in the high 80’s and we’re all sweaty and lethargic. I sold my beloved Viejo and am on the hunt for my next vehicle. I know! I can’t control me. My next adventure will be with the Monk. We will be driving to “sort out” his land somewhere in Colorado.
There is a wonderful story about one of his many projects here.
Oh. Just bless. Every one of you. The new baby, Mr. Chips, the mama, the daddy, the grandmama, the granddaddy, the Monk, the turtle, the birds.
It is a cool rainy day here in North Florida and I am thinking of you all with great waves of love and peace in my heart.
I knew Mr. Chips would love his little brother. He will be his fierce protector! I am in awe of you. How did you meet the monk? Did I miss the story here?
I'm glad he loves his little brother. The rest of you can protect yourselves for the time being.
Thank you Ms Moon. Your blessings are like cool rain.
Angella, it's a beautiful thing to see. The Monk and I grew up together. He is a brother to me.
Kristin, seriously, we need helmets and pads and shields.
That was an amazing story.
And I can't wait to see your new vehicle when you decide what it is going to be!
He looks like a young hairless Christopher Walken.
I'm not sure I understand any of this but good luck to you…lol.
Rebecca, now that you mention it, I see the resemblance.
Sheryl, I'm not sure I do either.
Thanks for the well wishes.
Elizabeth, I can't wait to see my next vehicle either. Getting antsy already.
My blog roll missed this post! you sold Viejo?? really. Who's Monk?
Carolyn, My bloglovin misses posts all the time. I miss my google reader!
Yes, El Viejo is gone to a sweet family. I am on the hunt for another rig.
The Monk is a friend I grew up with. He is like a brother to me. He is a Buddhist monk, lives in a temple in NYC.