(you love corn dogs)
I'm feeling the wee'est bit grumpy..like a dull ache.
Can't put my finger on it
but have an idea where it might be sneaking in from.
I've been trying really hard to not complain so much.
I've been trying really hard to look for great things.
I've been trying really hard to add in pleasant things.
An example of this is the book I'm loving and I take sips of it when I need a little escape.
It's called Walking Home and it's about a woman and her adventure up the Appalachian Trail.
After reading it just before falling asleep I dreamt of a trip to France with Husband. (I wish I could call him something else here.. a name. Day to day I don't constantly refer to him as "my husband" and good god NEVER "hubby" - blech!) Sometimes I almost just go ahead and write our real names. I write so much identifying information already.
Anyway, the sunshine, drinking tons of water and being outside whenever I can has improved my demeanor and outlook exponentially. Tonight is just...eh.
Hope you're hangin' in there.
I've been thinkin' about you.
1 comments:
personally addicted to corndogs. . . sonic is ubiquitous.
"honey cruncy" chicken-based super-market freezer ones are good, too. veggie dogs in corn batter have not satisfied (and cost a ton).
[and: already decided that having offspring is "not for us." (too much work / we don't believe that much in society.)
[glum? nah. good to know what you know, you know?]
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