Happy Monday
I love today.
Things continue to be fabulous with P. I love waking up to messages from him. That always gets my day off to a beautiful start.
I went out for my daily cup of coffee, and sat outside to drink it and read my book. I was wearing jeans and a tee shirt, and that was perfect for the temperature.
I followed up the daily cup of coffee with my daily walk, and talked to dawnshine while I strolled. (My phone is sort of working, but the screens are not quite right so I'm glad the replacement is on the way.) She cracks me up.
I came home and decided that the weather is way too nice to spend the day inside, so I changed my clothes and went to the park down the block to read. I wore shorts and a tank top (and perfectly coordinated ballet flats - yay!) and I was perfectly, wonderfully, blissfully comfortable.
My building manager rocks. We talked about the horrors we were unleashing on the world by baring our glowing white legs. I think she's just being kind, though, as she's not quite as glowy as I am. In the end we decided the world could just live with it.
I am going grocery shopping tonight. I made a Cornish game hen last night, and it was so incredibly good and so super easy that I think it will become my regular Sunday dinner. I have to remember to add one to my grocery list. Also on the list are loads of fruits and veggies. I can't get enough of them in the spring and summer. Also possibly seafood of some sort, unless I decide to take myself out for fish and chips for lunch today.
Actually, that sounds really good. Or steak. Slab o' charred beast. I cannot argue with the craving. I am clearly in need of protein. And also possibly whatever nutrients are to be found in a beer.
Also? I spoke to dawnshine last night, too.
The trista: Blather blather blather gonna go now so you can watch Princess because yay!
dawnshine: Remind me tomorrow to tell you about Steve.
The trista: Steeeeeve?
dawnshine: Steve is Matthew's friend.
The trista: Oh. Well, yay for Matthew. I haven't heard of Steve before.
dawnshine: Steve...is a coconut.
The trista: Srsly?
dawnshine: Srsly.
The trista: Matthew has a Wilson!
dawnshine: He wanted me to kiss Steve goodnight.
The trista: Oh my god, I love your kid.
dawnshine: I think he's fucking with me.
The trista: Of course he is. I have the best nephew evar.
And I do. The kid is so smart, and he's sweet and funny and interesting and fascinated by the world around him. Obviously he gets all that from his aunts.
Things continue to be fabulous with P. I love waking up to messages from him. That always gets my day off to a beautiful start.
I went out for my daily cup of coffee, and sat outside to drink it and read my book. I was wearing jeans and a tee shirt, and that was perfect for the temperature.
I followed up the daily cup of coffee with my daily walk, and talked to dawnshine while I strolled. (My phone is sort of working, but the screens are not quite right so I'm glad the replacement is on the way.) She cracks me up.
I came home and decided that the weather is way too nice to spend the day inside, so I changed my clothes and went to the park down the block to read. I wore shorts and a tank top (and perfectly coordinated ballet flats - yay!) and I was perfectly, wonderfully, blissfully comfortable.
My building manager rocks. We talked about the horrors we were unleashing on the world by baring our glowing white legs. I think she's just being kind, though, as she's not quite as glowy as I am. In the end we decided the world could just live with it.
I am going grocery shopping tonight. I made a Cornish game hen last night, and it was so incredibly good and so super easy that I think it will become my regular Sunday dinner. I have to remember to add one to my grocery list. Also on the list are loads of fruits and veggies. I can't get enough of them in the spring and summer. Also possibly seafood of some sort, unless I decide to take myself out for fish and chips for lunch today.
Actually, that sounds really good. Or steak. Slab o' charred beast. I cannot argue with the craving. I am clearly in need of protein. And also possibly whatever nutrients are to be found in a beer.
Also? I spoke to dawnshine last night, too.
The trista: Blather blather blather gonna go now so you can watch Princess because yay!
dawnshine: Remind me tomorrow to tell you about Steve.
The trista: Steeeeeve?
dawnshine: Steve is Matthew's friend.
The trista: Oh. Well, yay for Matthew. I haven't heard of Steve before.
dawnshine: Steve...is a coconut.
The trista: Srsly?
dawnshine: Srsly.
The trista: Matthew has a Wilson!
dawnshine: He wanted me to kiss Steve goodnight.
The trista: Oh my god, I love your kid.
dawnshine: I think he's fucking with me.
The trista: Of course he is. I have the best nephew evar.
And I do. The kid is so smart, and he's sweet and funny and interesting and fascinated by the world around him. Obviously he gets all that from his aunts.