Blogging with Guy – Monday, May 11, 2015

May 12, 2015 By vincent-uribe

I woke up at 7:02 a.m.  Today was last quarter and our birthday.  I weighed one hundred seventy-eight pounds in the bathroom.  Downstairs, I heated oatmeal.  The Dodge Grand Caravan number six zero one seven came at eight eighteen.  On the wheelchair van, I solved an easy circular Sudoku in the book.  I arrived at The Arts of Life, Inc. to see everybody at nine thirty-six.  I went with them to the café.  I drew a still life with gray sky and my portrait in the studio. In the late morning/early afternoon in Vincent’s electric silver metallic Volvo XC60, I watched a slideshow.  Timothy Andrew Stone, Vincent Uribe, and I parked Vincent’s wagon by New Fish and went to Peter Grande-State Farm Insurance Agent.  I worked on drilling.  In the afternoon in Vincent’s Volvo, I watched a slideshow again.  I went back to the café at The Arts of Life, Inc. at twelve thirteen p.m.  Time Stone and I swept the floor.  We mopped it.  I drew my portrait again.  I went back to the café again at one forty-nine.  On the Pace ADA Paratransit Service number three seven seven nine during the ride, I solved a puzzle.  I took a little bit of a nap.  I arrived back home.  In the late afternoon, I got the new USA Hockey in the mail in the kitchen.  I did vacuuming.  In the late afternoon/early evening in our magnetic gray metallic Toyota Prius C, I read running magazine.  Mom (Sandra Lynn Yasutake Conners), Dad (Richard Russell Conners, Junior) and I parked our hybrid hatchback by CVS pharmacy.  I read the magazine.  Upstairs, Mom (Sandra Conners) took me to Beverly Yoga Center to meet everyone.  We did yoga.  Dad (Rick Conners, Junior) picked us up.  In our Toyota, I read magazines.  Mom, Dad and I went back home at seven o’clock.  I heated vegetables.  I did vacuuming again.  Emily Anne Lyons, Cara Miwa Zeller, Anthony Philip Zeller, Joseph Takenori Conners, Mom and Dad sang “Happy Birthday” to me.  I did vacuuming some more in the living room.  Afterwards, I didn’t watch news because it was too late.  I went to sleep.