Bliss is these things combined:
Soaking up the afternoon sun in the backyard. Sipping on some coffee (the Starbucks house blend was decent today) while working on a crossword. Singing along loudly to Blood and Tears by Danzig (btw: fuck my neighbors and their ooompah-loompah ranchero music) . Enveloped in the post-carwashing and detailing serenity. Not having to go to work that day or the next. Patiently awaing tomorrow which will hold hours of football watching pleasure. Knowing that you will be BBQ'in later on; and ingesting obscene amounts of tri-tip and garlic bread.
Is good day, yes.
Soaking up the afternoon sun in the backyard. Sipping on some coffee (the Starbucks house blend was decent today) while working on a crossword. Singing along loudly to Blood and Tears by Danzig (btw: fuck my neighbors and their ooompah-loompah ranchero music) . Enveloped in the post-carwashing and detailing serenity. Not having to go to work that day or the next. Patiently awaing tomorrow which will hold hours of football watching pleasure. Knowing that you will be BBQ'in later on; and ingesting obscene amounts of tri-tip and garlic bread.
Is good day, yes.
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Haha Back home in Lompoc the Mexicans next store had a PINK volleyball net set up in the front yard for awhile....not to mention HUGE bonfires pertruding from the BBQ over the wall in their backyard....followed by the lous oompa loopa ranchero music haha