Saturday, December 20, 2008

My hand is cold.

It's getting colder. Early the other morning I came across a construction site with a number of large metal pipes. I couldn't resist leaving my stamp on one of them. (Yes, I know better than to stick my tongue on frosty metal!)

START THE DAY OFF RIGHT

 As a kid, I was a Wheaties, Shredded Wheat, Rice Crispies, and Sugar Pops kid. Later, in France I morphed into a croissant/beurre/confiture...