I really like that picture up there that I recently took of myself. My birthday is coming up on Friday and it dawned on me that it ain't gonna get any better from here on in so I might as well take some pictures.
I really don't like any of the pictures taken of me at Quilt Market and is it possible that the migrane I was having during the whole thing actually temporarily melted the bones in my face or did it just feel like it, and, apparently, look like it?
oatmeal and guitar make for a delicious breakfast, thanks honey.
on a related topic, seeing my girl sing an Oasis song while my husband plays guitar is a really nice sight to wake up to, thanks again honey.
maybe I take too many pictures of pillows, do I have a pillow addiction or a pillow picture addiction?
I am so bummed that my old sewing machine finally broke and I don't know if I should get a new one or have it fixed.
the bath I took whilst listening to Van Morrison and drinking a good German beer was possibly the nicest thing I've done for myself in 2 years.
that I might have to learn French before next summer.
that the perfect Memorial Day is sitting on the porch watching kids play in the sprinkler whilst drinking Kosher Coke (because it has sugar instead of corn syrup like it used to be when I was a kid), eating popcorn and smelling the sweet, sweet scent of jasmine in the air.
that I'm feelin very grateful and happy just about now.....