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Waking up at noon.
Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maca Powder, Maple Syrup, Chia Seeds, Blueberries, and Almond Milk. Coffee with Cream and Honey.
At The Escape running a couple miles and enjoying the steamy sauna. Somebody just informed me that the governor issued a statewide emergency for a possible snowstorm. There're a couple flurries out but nothing too demanding.
Grilled PB&J. Pineapple. Pea Snacks. Oolong Tea.
Watching The Two Faces of January (2014).
At Music Makers. The snow has fallen dramatically by now. Almost all of my students cancelled their lessons today except for the duet brother and sister. I spend a half hour doing fun vocal exercises and singing Christmas songs (even though it's not Christmas but they were excited about it).
I scoop up Ana from home to fill our water jugs at Whole Foods and grab a few extra things.
I expected China Wok to call me in. You know the drill: bad weather brings good business. The new driver apparently crashed his car so it's just Art and I making deliveries. The roads aren't too bad. Just take it easy on the turns and pay close attention to other drivers.
Two and a half hours later I'm back home. Everybody else in the house is putting on their bathrobes and popping open bottles of red wine. I warm up the leftover Vegetable Soup Ana made and add Kuk-soo Noodles and Shrimp to the mix. It's Movie Monday night. Kevin has been pushing for everyone to watch Cube (1997) for the past year. I finally break down and download it for us.
Later on upstairs in Ana's bedroom I start de-tuning her guitar so I can change the strings but get distracted by a lower open-chord tuning that sounds interesting. Jamming on that for a while. Sharing Dark Chocolate and Ginger Pear Tea.
Kevin barges in with his New Balance sneakers tracking in snow to which Ana and I protest to. He starts ranting about his new job at Haynes and all the swindling customers that call in.
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The snow continues to fall lightly outside. Ana's room gets real stuffy from that little heater she keeps on all the time. I crack open a window to breath in the fresh cold air. It sounds like a rain stick from the snowflakes falling ever so softly on the ground and the leaves from the trees.
Sleep at 4 a.m.
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