Green and Gray

I work in the office few days a week now. The office neighbors with a recording studio. So I am writing some boring e-mails while at the same time voices of a woman and a man from behind the door sound, discussing an existential crises of their lives, over and over. I feel funny. Then the owner of one of the voices walks in, the studio has to be entered through my office, ha, I almost say hi because I recognize him, he gets in and says thirty times in a row: Run through the forest, lets meet at the car, I ll beep twice, OK? And he walks out and I keep writing existential emails to my boring addressees...

It was...

...pretty. I forwarded to myself some work, I thought I would do a little of it there but I dared not to even think about it so that I would not spoil my beautiful time. The girls live there.

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There is no way that he would try the little vest on. No. Times have changed. No photo shoot today, sorry. It is made of all the nicest yarns, wool alpaca and wool merino and who know what other wool, all new and gathered from different parts of the world, as my little guy would say: from different planets. We are going tomorrow to see my brother and for the first time the l. g. will see a cow in a shed and a goat in a barn and a pig in a yard, not at my brother's though but in the village. Oh, southern Bohemia and sweet memories of sunny summers.

My work pace has accelerated in the last week and our stomachs suffer of special diet.

Cake was good

Today I wanted to go to the castle, out in the mountains but Domík is still down with antibiotics so we did not. We stayed at home and played a pharmacy. Poor thing, too many doctors lately, it has affected his playing. I like the game when he was a doctor I was a nurse and after the shift we went home together because we lived together. And we slept in the same bed. Cute.

I am having a reunion on Saturday, too many years after the high school. I do not know if I am looking forward to it or not.

Four Lines

- And when you want to turn, do you have to go straight?
- Yes. Or you have to turn. It depends on how you take it.

Sometimes our dialogs resonate with Winnie the Pooh thinking.

But sometimes we show more social awareness and responsibility. On both sides.

- This is oil. It is being used up. (while looking in a kid's book...)
- But not here.
- Everywhere. It is everywhere the same.
- But I am very careful.

Garage

My creative vein found its fruition after a long time. The requirement was a garage for his new robot-transform-into-car toy. It is one of his first toys that does not seem exactly pretty to his mummy. Important was, anyway, that he liked the idea of the garage with a poster area on its both walls. I even sneaked in a master's painting over the work table inside of the shed. It is going to have a detachable roof. Maybe.
Other than that, we are busy and sick on top of it.