What's yours is yours and what's mine is also yours.

So when I got to my bedroom last night, there was Max. On my bed. Looking very comfortable with my laptop on his thighs.

I kicked him out, got myself settled and put in Munich. I watched 3/4 of it, but then had to shut er down. The story was just not motivating me to stay awake. I closed the lid and placed the laptop on the pillow beside me.

When I woke up this morning it was gone.

Clint had taken it to church.


And so it goes...


Three things I'm thankful for:
1. The lemon-raspberry loaf is back at Starbucks.
2. Max did some homework this weekend.
3. Rachel arrived safe and sound in Thailand. (See her blog for travel details.)

Shalom,