The most dedicated of readers are groaning or humming along. I just love the musicals of my youth. I haven’t had a new one click in YEARS…
Anyhoo, I’ve had one of those mornings. Couldn’t settle on my outfit, couldn’t find the lipstick I wanted once I was dressed, and then after I got to work, a small series of small blah blahs set me into crankdom. (Vague references to the causes of said foul humor were just deleted. You don’t want to hear it.)
How do you turn a day around? My favorite way is to go home and greet those funny, happy fur-girls. Since that doesn’t happen mid-morning most days, I accidentally backed into a good mood by giving a friend an atta’ girl I didn’t realize she needed. In return, she stopped my cranks by thanking me for sharing that thought at that very moment…
Then the Knight not only had lunch with me, but he even re-heated the leftover vegetable beef soup for me and brought it to my desk. Trust me; it was far more impressive in the moment than it sounds. Just like that, the train left the crankyville station.
Doesn’t hurt at all that somewhere in the midst of those two happy encounters, I firmed up plans for a trip to the beach. Look out OBX, here we come!!
(And really?! I didn’t take a single photo when we were at the beach last fall?!)
Just a bit of randomness here. I do need photos of the skirt I have on today (yes, Lanesplitter, the one I knit with my own hands), but while I enjoy looking at the daily outfits some fashion bloggers do, I cannot imagine for the life of me that y’all give a hoot what I’m wearing on any given day. (Well… aside from gMarie. We compare notes on what we’re wearing almost daily, and I’m guessing she’s going to vote early and often for photos….)
What do you come here to see?