Friday morning check-in

I’m sitting at the kitchen table with my mocha cappuccino and netbook and the dogs are outside.

Then Jack pops up in the window at my right elbow to see what I’m doing. I guess I should be flattered that he’s interested.

It’s Friday and time for me to dig into the writing assignments Maria gave me earlier in the week. I need to organize myself to get everything finished in time for Daytona Beach Bike Week.