"Hitch your wagon to a star.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
time: 3:05pm
location: back and forth between the couch and the kitchen
drinking: the last sips of my coke from lunch
eating: licking the mint icing and brownies off of my fingers--I went back to a recipe from childhood... I'm hoping it's as good as I remembered
listening to: my Dr. John station on Pandora, with the sounds of laundry from upstairs
feeling: grateful for finally having a "tribe" of women and excited (maybe overly) about spending the afternoon with them
loving: that it's finally not too early to start shopping and planning Christmas gifts
reading: Interrupted, by Jen Hatmaker for our first book club meeting next week
making: the second letter in my cross-stitch project, at this rate, it may take the whole football season to complete... but it's a great project for the evenings when the last thing I want to do is stare at a computer screen
wanting: to see my mom and sister... I'm going through withdrawals, and can't believe I have to wait until Christmas
anticipating: cooler weather, and the added benefit that it will be too cool for cycling... we've reached the point of the year where I'm tired of being a "cycling widow"
I miss you, too!!!! Need a "Jana fix"!
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