friday night and i'm home with the roomie by 8:35pm. we ate some tijuana flats with cool friends and called it a night. best idea all week... besides those chocolate banana goodness shakes that a named, "magic bullet" delivers via the sarah. dang skippy.
decided to make my famous and oh-so-delicious oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. someday, maybe my husband will appreciate my baking skills. for now, i take great delight observing them in wobbly piles, stacked 4 rows 6 high in a tupperware container. mmmm.... mmmm... goodness.
finished up part 1 of writers' training today. trudged through stories with my editor - - admitted to being lazy and not putting 100% effort behind writing one of them because it was meant to be an "exercise." my brothers would call me a nube.
missing blue ridge foliage and lower temps. what i wouldn't give to be in asheville this weekend...
went to the chiropractor today. talk about a weird experience. my prescription: stop cracking my neck. right. i'll get right on that. stopping a habit that i've had for more than 18 years is no easy task. but man, am i conscious about it now...
the Lord is teaching me many things lately. i've been silent for over a week because i don't know how to verbalize it all just yet, but soon enough.
happy birthday, mom! 51 years and still sharp as a tack, active as a mongoose and beautiful as ever. hope your day was relaxing and enjoyable.
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