Only One

I am quite sure that I am the only person in the world that loves Blue Jays. Or maybe I'm the only one that loves them a LOT.

It was COLD.
There were patches of blue sky and patches of blue bird.

We played fetch. He lost track of his peanut. He accused me of throwing like a girl. I warned him that saying things like that might get in the way of more peanuts.

There were Grackles.

Then I ran on the treadmill until I burst into flames.

In an hour I will turn off all electricity for an hour - courtesy of Earth Hour.

That'll be Saturday done!