Yesterday marked the first time I’d thought to go out for a solo walk while the little man was at school. My destination, the neighborhood coffeehouse. If you’re going to fall off the wagon you may as well fall hard. I purchased a pound of French Roast (half off on Mondays), and a baguette for good measure. Unfortunately my return walk left me with this niggling feeling that something wasn’t quite right. A suspicion which was confirmed later in the day when I came down with a cruddy cold, the same one, I suspect, that the little man succumbed to earlier. The only one way to distract myself from how useless and lousy I was feeling…reading an Elizabethan Cyborg Romance novel cover to cover, naturally. Sadly today I am not feeling any better (in fact, marginally worse) so I’ve started in on the sequel. Another entirely worthy distraction, which you may or may not have already seen, is the amazing sketchbook site of Kevin Cornell. Gorgeous design, mad skills, and a wicked sense of humor. The man has it all. Just be careful when poking the bear.
