So I found myself mulling over things that felt good in my regular, maybe somewhat boring, life.
Things I love.
Having lunch with a good friend, while dropping off rugs to a customer, in this case, the Vermont Country Store.
Wondering if Sydney was smart enough to realize that if she laid her fat self on the room temp probe to the pellet stove, that the heat would go off, and the room would get cold.
See it??? Right under her head.
Late afternoon sun..........the golden glow.
Twinkling white lights.
Stones, in any formation.
Walking along the river.
Looms, lots of looms.
Pups, best friends.
And my family, of course.
Today is my mother's 87th birthday.
My mother, sometimes 87, sometimes 7, sometimes in between.
I guess right now, I am trying to make sense of it all.
I'm already in the mood to drink to 2012.
How about you?