Today has been the most perfect day that ever there was.
My children played outside all day and I did happy things. I took a long, rose scented bath. I put in deep conditioner on my hair. I painted on one of those muddy green facial masks. I drank coffee until it was an honorable hour for a glass of wine. I listened to Frank Sinatra and Norah Jones. I burned candles.
What could be better? Well,,,,,yes. There is THAT. If I were passionately kissing the man of my dreams, I might be happier...
Maybe.
For now, however, the closest thing to sadness in my life is the thought that today will end and tomorrow is Monday.
But today is not over yet.
Today I am wrapped in my robe.
Today I am rested and happy.
Today is beautiful.
2 comments:
You would take all of that back with a few teenage girls in your life! I had 5 of them over the weekend and it was obviously a poor weekend for any of them! Oh the tears flowed freely......
Poor dog was walked constantly as males attempted to find sanity - anywhere.
Oh, Kjp! You poor male! God blessed me with boys because I can't handle any more female-ness than my own. You must be a saint!
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