Yeah, the PT types do the same. None of them drink coffee or tea, of course. (Choke choke)
Hey! Chocolate has caffeine! Oh, wait. Then the Diabetes nurse goes postal. I had a fat doctor who bitched about my weight. It's a distraction; they don't have an answer, so they try to blame the victim.
You may have noticed the reformers always want to reform other people's pleasure, not their own.
Life has to be worthwhile. Have a morning cup of Joe. Or Josephene, as the case may be. Let's be PC, here - equal time.
The image/photo is the berm on our porch. I had shoveled a path next to house. Oh well. Snow on roof let go. Yes, there really is a porch under that. It is actually a bit over 5 feet high. I built a new set of steps to the porch. 14 inch treads, 5 inch risers. My tracked snowblower can get up it, so next year I'll try snowblowing it as soon as each avalanche comes down, before it hardens. See how many sheer pins i can break. Buy an avalanche beacon so my wife can find me. The pagoda bird feeder is 16 inches high, not counting the cute snow cap.
The snow is so heavy because 2 weeks ago, the weather started going above freezing in the day, and the roof is dripping water on it. Now a week of off-and-on wet snow, with day temps over freezing. Does my back hurt. I'm trying to reduce the berm before it collapses the porch. I finish a couple of hours of shoveling and don't have to pee - sweat it out, i guess. That's one cure, but I'm not sure I'd call it fun!