Folklórico Dancers, Celina TX. I walked and lifted weights today. I was able to help my kid with her car payment. I pan-fried gyro meat for the first time, and it was delicious. I also learned that gyros (γύρος) shares its root with gyroscope — both from the Greek for "turn," because the meat rotates on a vertical spit. I got a good shot of dancers at a Cinco de Mayo festival. I made a little more progress on Bach's Minuet in G. I resisted the urge to buy new camera gear for an upcoming trip. I haven't been on Facebook all year. Instead of upgrading my iPad, I wiped it clean and turned it into a dedicated eReader — everything else disabled. I'm not freaked out about turning 60. It turned Friday while I was writing this.
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