Monday, June 13, 2016

12 of 12

So I'm doing my 75th 12 of 12.

Normally it is 12 pictures taken on the 12th of the month. Since I only post once per day, you get my images the following day. All pictures taken with my iPhone. Click images to enlarge, if you choose.

Created by Chad Darnell and picked up from, what I can tell, any number of random bloggers who then link back to him and vice versa. Chad is no longer doing this, nor is successor coordinating the linking of other 12 of 12'ers anymore. Now it's just Erik (and sometimes Jim) and myself - that I know of. 

I still continue to do this, because of all my consistent post topics, I actually like this one the most.

06:10.  Laundry. 

Sad thing is - it wasn't even the first load. I just forgot to take an earlier picture. 

06:33.  the Sunday paper. 

 07:00.  Starting 710's coffee after I heard him get up.  

If he could have only waited 10 more minutes. 

 09:05.  Getting ready for yoga.  Contacts in......or going in. 

10:40. Yoga on the beach. Windy - and it was more of a Twerking class than yoga. I was not amused. 

 11:30. A newly planted living wall outside of Cleveland Tea Revival

12:52. 710 updated me on the Orlando shooting as we pulled into the drive - up to 50 dead (from 20). 

This deserves an entire blog post, but for the moment, I wouldn't even know where to start. And it's not because it's a gay club, but just 50 fucking people dead.  Yes, Gov. Scott - of course it's terrorism, but I bet you wouldn't have called it that if the shooter was white or a Christian. 

Ok - maybe that was my blog post for this. 

 14:13.  Cutting the lawn.  Should have used sunscreen - on me, not the lawn. 

16:10.  I found my frames. 

Found. Past tense. 

With lenses - and without discount - they were {gulp} $1,409!!!  I shit you not. 
Mind you that was with tax. And with a 30% discount, they were still over $1,000. I passed.

That's what I get for shopping at a store called Eyetique. I shit you not. 

 17:30. Visiting my mother after her return home. More on this possibly later in the week. 

18:20. Groceries.

In dire need of fud at the house. We're like Old Mother Hubbard - but no dog, and no bone. Oddly enough, way back before a buy-out and renovation, I used to work at this grocery store when I was in high school. It was called Bi-Rite then. 

22:10.  Nothing says 'Sunday Night' like:  you need to empty the dishwasher. 

22:30.  Your Baker's Dozen. 



anne marie in philly said...

oh that last pix...such cattitude!

Fearsome Beard said...

I don't believe in cheap eyeglasses. They is on one's face. They are part of one's identity. Good job.
Oh and is that correlle ware I spot in your dishwasher? Ain't nothing better than plain white lightweight easy to clean unbreakable dishes. I have a cabinet full.

Mark in DE said... has many stylish frames with lenses for reasonable prices. Spouse has several pairs and loves them!

Great pics, by the way.

Will J said...

Good to hear that your mother has returned and remains at home.

Ur-spo said...

Sophie cat makes a good ending, always.