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Mark insisted on having me try to pick him up. He's 6'3"-ish. I'm 5'7" on a good day. Needless to say, it didn't work out so very well...
This was shot with a whole other plan in mind. But that didn't work out, and I kept playing with it in photoshop until I got something I'm happy with.
Let me know if you're ever in need of a quick pick-me-up! I've got espresso, an espresso maker, and now espresso mugs.
This time last year, I was at a town hall.
Dripping Goooodness!
An everyday ritual, an incentive to get you out of bed, your heart responds to the excitement of the dripping waiting period, the aroma of coffee that builds up in the kitchen, which leads to that first fresh cup for a new day!
I've been completely under the weather since Monday with a cold. Blerg. My fake-aunt in Vancouver sent me some new mittens though and they arrived just when I needed a pickmeup the most. Thanks Auntie Annemarie!
The red minibuses are typically on contract services, or on local services around Uxbridge, but they are no strangers to appearing on the PickMeUp service, as 977 leaves the Bus Station
Training my Uncle, specially from keeping him away from the chocolate, is hard work, even for the fittest sheep.
To keep up my strength I have to have regular power snacks.
This week I’m trying special flavoured yoghurts.
The bottles behind me are of course not part of my snack, they are my mommies little “pick me up” to celebrate the weekend ;-)
Cheers