A sleepy good morning to you.

Its cold this morning. Really cold in the house. Like I had imagined that the temperature dropped to 45 degrees outside. Nope, the thermostat was just jacked down to 65 degrees. Gee, Not sure how that happened. Insert eye roll here.
I'm having a good quiet morning this morning. Roomate is still sleeping. The house is silent. I love it. Dear internet, did you know that almost 60 people a day read my blog? I think its crazy that so many people pop on my site to read my ramblings. I really didn't think I am that interesting- a lot of people in Austin don't seem to think so. I have a quiet little diatribe building up in my head right now- looking for the right choice of word-will be sure to post this in a bit.
Last night was an interesting night. I was blissfully laying on my couch at 9pm when I was struck with the sudden urge to hear the band The Lucky Strikes . I grabbed my roomate, hopped in the car and drove to the place where they were playing. Two Purple Monster Margs later I was happy, with good music in my head and a buzz in my heart. Or something like that.
Was supposed to go out to the lake, but given the current torrential downpour, I think I will head out to http://www.mozartscoffee.com/moflash.html>">Mozarts and ease into my day. Take some knitting and call it a day.

Will be reading the new Harry Potter just like everyone else this weekend.
Am listening to a weird combination of music this morning- Heather Headley, Vivian Greene, Angie Stone and John Legend.