So at the bottom of the street is a school. It's where I vote.
I had such lofty goals...I'm out of milk, so I was going to walk (ha! have you met me? when was the last time I walked?) to the gas station which has a convienience store and take the camera with for lovely pictures of my street.
But then I woke up, and it was already 8:45. So I read my email, posted about Richard Nixon and his secret marriage to Diana, (Princess of Wales), trolled a few other blogs to see what *their* streets looked like, fixed a tortilla with cheese (tasty!) and went downstairs for a few pix.
Blogger is not agreeing with my goal, though. I just got a "this page cannot be displayed." Ah, Ellen is on.