I am always grateful for a long weekend. Always. It feels like Sunday and it's Monday. Thus combining the two least favorite days of the week into one sad lump.
Friday, just after 11 AM, I left the hustle and bustle of Nashville for my birthplace. I went to see Mom and Dad in Roswell and had a delightful weekend.
A trip to Charming Charlie's, the Roswell Farmers Market, time with my parents and their pugs.
It's just what the doctor ordered.
To that end, my head looks excellent- better than I'd have hoped.
I can't wait for it to be ready for water aerobics.
I can't wait for my birthday. I want a huge-ass chocolate cake, all to myself. And some coffee ice cream.
I'm hungry, it would seem.
I'm back home now, preparing for a work week full of sunshine and lollipops.
I'm also preparing for a party at the house. And I'm not quite motivated.
Well, maybe the thought of a dozen visitors will get me moving.
But first, dinner. And that means spaghetti.
ae
Friday, just after 11 AM, I left the hustle and bustle of Nashville for my birthplace. I went to see Mom and Dad in Roswell and had a delightful weekend.
A trip to Charming Charlie's, the Roswell Farmers Market, time with my parents and their pugs.
It's just what the doctor ordered.
To that end, my head looks excellent- better than I'd have hoped.
I can't wait for it to be ready for water aerobics.
I can't wait for my birthday. I want a huge-ass chocolate cake, all to myself. And some coffee ice cream.
I'm hungry, it would seem.
I'm back home now, preparing for a work week full of sunshine and lollipops.
I'm also preparing for a party at the house. And I'm not quite motivated.
Well, maybe the thought of a dozen visitors will get me moving.
But first, dinner. And that means spaghetti.
ae
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