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Monday Morning Wake-up Call

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Hello Peeps. Wally here. It rained all night tapping on the hood of Dad’s car. And I freaked when I found dad still in bed with me at 7:30 am.

“You sick Dad? I hope not.”

“No Wally … just Retired.”

I don’t like rain at all but love Retirement Dad.

Happy Monday!

Inspired by:

Don’t run any more. Quiet. How softly it rains On the roofs of the city. How perfect All things are. Now, for the two of you Waking up in a royal bed by a garret window.

— Czesław Miłosz, from “After Paradise” in “New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001 (Ecco, 2001)

Guess.What.Day.It.Is?

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It’s Hump Day and Wally’s afternoon nap time!

Notes:

  • Post Title: Background on Caleb/Wednesday/Hump Day Posts and Geico’s original commercial: Let’s Hit it Again.

Dear Santa…

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Wally said that while he is grateful for the itchy and awful holiday sweater that Mom bought for him for Christmas, he has pleaded with me to write Santa and tell him that we can do better than this given how great he has been all year. We’re working on it.

Guess.What.Day.It.Is?

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He experiences a moment of peace in which nothing of significance seems to be wrong with his life after all.

— Sally Rooney, Intermezzo: A Novel (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, September 24, 2024)

Notes:

  • Wally, this morning after a long walk with Mom. Note that Mr.Wally.World has his own Instagram and Facebook page.
  • Post Title: Background on Caleb/Wednesday/Hump Day Posts and Geico’s original commercial: Let’s Hit it Again.

Walking. With Free Bird.

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4:00 am. Friday morning. I’ve been watching the clock since 1:30 a.m, drifting in and out of light sleep.

“Racing thoughts. Reduced need for sleep. Exaggerated sense of self. Irritability…Obsessive rumination.” — Cory Richards

Wally, has been restless all night too, probably for biological reasons I’m sure. He refused to go outside before bed – it was drizzling. Our Wally, loves water, hates rain. Go Figure. He loves splashing in baby pools, clomping along shorelines and muck, and best of all, puddles. I watch him veer right and left on the park path, splashing through puddles from the overnight rains. Think toddler with big rubber boots.

And here we are, 1,557 consecutive (almost) days in a row on this daybreak walk at Cove Island Park. Like in a row.

Susan and Eric left on a road trip for Grandma’s birthday. Wally watched me leave for the park that same morning looking terrified: Not going to be left Home Alone again. No sir.

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