Lovely, lovely morning. Good thoughts prevail.
Roy and I took a LONG walk by the river early, and even though he drank the liter of water I brought him, I didn't much notice the humidity until the home stretch.
We were gone so long, DH was thinking of looking for us.
It did me good, and Roy, too.
He is now sleeping in the sun in the AC. Smart dog.
I am trying to take lessons from him.
How to live, how to relax, how to be in the moment. How to love the people in your life, all the time.
How to savor every single minute.
Then mid morning, my youngest came and took my mother to the Salvation Army.......my husband went to do some errands, and I was alone.
In my house.
Me and Roy.
Can I just tell you how good that feels. To be in your own house, by yourself. I had forgotten.
So I made some veggie burgers from a recipe out of the newest Vegetarian Times, with quinoa and black beans. And garlic. Yum.
Then, because I seemed to be on a roll, I made a pumpkin, blueberry pound cake. OH. MY.
As I was gathering the ingredients, I briefly acknowledged that my mother hates blueberries, and my husband hates pumpkin.
Then I skipped around the kitchen, and made it anyway.
Tra la. I said that, out loud. Tra la.
The house smells delish. Let me tell ya.
There is something to be said for pleasing yourself.
It was a good day. I spent the day with the family I love, Lots of swimming, laughing, good food, conversation.
And pumpkin blueberry cake.
What a great day.