... The lobster is sitting on the couch with a bowl of cereal and Saturday morning cartoons (it's his Sunday).
... There is a cup of (now cold) tea sitting next to me that is new for Fall Creek Fibers and needs a name (it tastes suspiciously like Caramel Apples and Saturday night at the fairgrounds).
... This is the view when I glance above my computer screen.
... I'm eating marble rye toast (from the farmer's market) with fake butter and fresh basil (from my garden) and heirloom tomatoes (farmer's market again) with a touch of garlic salt for breakfast.
... There is a very noisy kitty scratching at the screen door to be let in from adventures and when I let him in his fur will smell like a meadow.
... I'm listening to this song on repeat and am almost ready to start my adventuring for the day (trip to the beach perhaps?).