Today, we thought about Christmas shopping. We thought about it all the way to lunch at Jerry's Wood Fired Dogs (where I ate a burger and not a dog because I just wasn't in the mood for a dog) and then, after eating their super yummy homemade chips sprinkled with celery salt all we could think about was going home and being lazy.
There's always tomorrow. Right?
I've been busy with jewelry orders, having survived the great website crash of 2012. It's back up and running again after being down for 10 days and after hours and hours of dealing with people I hope to never have to deal with again. There, I said it.
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That guy that I like so much had a church choir rehearsal tonight and I did a quick clean up of the house followed by a long, hot, extremely bubbly bath while watching The Notebook. It was so lovely and relaxing...although the sounds of boys throwing each other in to walls did put a slight damper on my otherwise lovely time.
It's all OK. I am a mother and I don't forget anything. It's a gift.
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Suppers have been eaten on the run thanks to so many rehearsals and basketball games...all in different places and all at dinnertime. But tonight I actually cooked and it felt so good to be back in my beautiful little kitchen...a big pot of escarole soup and a loaf of homemade sausage bread. Is cooking a love language? It is to me.
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I'm so happy it's Friday...we've got a weekend that is full of fun stuff. Basketball, concerts, peppermint schnapps, repeat.
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