Monday. The spawn of Satan's favorite day. Ugh, some are worse than others, that's for sure. Today is currently a dreary kinda day too; gray skies, stagnant air, a bit of depression breezing throughout the trees. Looks like Monday showed up dressed in its finest. Oh well, this too shall pass and soon it will be Tuesday which is usually the better looking sister of week days.
But you know, always there is a silver lining. For instance, if we didn't have weekend recaps to live for, what do we have? I even had only one day off this weekend and I still managed to have an amazing evening and day off. Without further hatred towards Monday, shall we proceed?
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A few of my favorites always. Like a pretty, pretty princess.
Lots of workouts. We walked, jogged, took dogs and it was splendid each time.
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Farmer's Market kettle corn y'all. Enough said.
This girl. My heart, my life, my old gray face who is so smart she pulls the blanket you see on her up over herself. Self sufficient woman my friends. The only way we'd raise any of our dogters.
Powered up with a spinach power salad for house hunting. That is a story for another entire post BTW. We saw good, bad, condemnable, over priced, you name it. But it is exciting and a really funny time for us. We laughed a lot and it was so good.
And lastly, the usual unplanned trip to Target where I managed to snag some new face powder, some fresh yoga pants, and of course Chelsea Handler's newest book. You guys, I cried myself to sleep last night...from laughing hysterically. Do yourself a favor and get your paws on a copy.
Another successful weekend done and over with and now today is the celebration of half my being. St Patty's Day is here and I am proud to say the 3 shamrocks I had inked into my skin 10 years ago are proudly NOT on display as they were 10 years ago. But the day is young.
Til we meet again,
M
But you know, always there is a silver lining. For instance, if we didn't have weekend recaps to live for, what do we have? I even had only one day off this weekend and I still managed to have an amazing evening and day off. Without further hatred towards Monday, shall we proceed?
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A few of my favorites always. Like a pretty, pretty princess.
Lots of workouts. We walked, jogged, took dogs and it was splendid each time.
.JPG)
Farmer's Market kettle corn y'all. Enough said.
This girl. My heart, my life, my old gray face who is so smart she pulls the blanket you see on her up over herself. Self sufficient woman my friends. The only way we'd raise any of our dogters.
Powered up with a spinach power salad for house hunting. That is a story for another entire post BTW. We saw good, bad, condemnable, over priced, you name it. But it is exciting and a really funny time for us. We laughed a lot and it was so good.
And lastly, the usual unplanned trip to Target where I managed to snag some new face powder, some fresh yoga pants, and of course Chelsea Handler's newest book. You guys, I cried myself to sleep last night...from laughing hysterically. Do yourself a favor and get your paws on a copy.
Another successful weekend done and over with and now today is the celebration of half my being. St Patty's Day is here and I am proud to say the 3 shamrocks I had inked into my skin 10 years ago are proudly NOT on display as they were 10 years ago. But the day is young.
Til we meet again,
M
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