Daily Dose of Grateful

Heard from the main floor as I was checking email upstairs:

“Mama! Come quick! There’s a green lizard under the stove!”

Luckily I had the foresight to realize instantly that this must be the supersized plastic gecko from the zoo animal box. Someone had whimsically flung him to the far reaches of our appliance abyss. Yet another reason to live in the Northland: no forked toothed reptiles on the loose in the chill of March.