Returning home from a long weekend away, there are two reactions:
… fresh fruit! Especially this fruit when I take it home, soften some raspberry sherbet, mix the two together, and freeze for a sweet treat later.
… playing with a moving target. So glad she makes scarves!
(Side Note: All scarves made by me have feline assistance.)
I don’t look quite this bad.
At the end of the day, I am still gainfully employed (today anyhow).
At the end of the day, my horns don’t show.
At the end of the day, I have some of the most treasured friends a body could have.
At the end of the day, my hair is not neon green.
At the end of the day, the love of the Lord is in my heart (most of the time I act like it too).
At the end of the day, I get to walk on carpet and not sharp stones.
At the end of the day, there is much to be thankful for.
The view from the airport. It makes the flight go better after enjoying a view like this. (And a couple of Valium.)
See how I specifically put the image on the shore near the top? That way I had room to put something below it.
Okay, so I’d seen it on Pinterest before we went on the trip. Bad, bad, Pinterest! Making me take credit for a fantastic idea.
How’s this new format looking? The theme I was using was no longer functional. This is one of the few that works.
Let me know your thoughts. Have a great week!
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