It is after midnight and I must get myself to bed. This morning I was supposed to be up at 6 to work out but didn’t even gain consciousness till 10 to 8! Ups.
So, I will make this quick. Today was great. I feel great. Why?
Because it was raining when I woke up this morning.
I love rain.
Finally got stuff accomplished at work.
Productivity makes me 🙂
Lunched with Khabeans and got some great photos.
While taking pictures, the 5-yr old I used to babysit came out of a building with his mom. This kid has *lovely* curly blonde hair. His mom was wearing a bright red coat and carrying a bright yellow flower print umbrella on her shoulder. Her son took it and ran down the hallway yelling, I’m flying!!
came flew back our way, Khalisah says, I don’t know which is yellower: that umbrella or your hair!
He immediately looks angry and with a FROWN goes, My hair is not yellow! It’s golden!
Ah, I love a good laugh.
I left work early (only 20 minutes!) in hopes that I could go home and cozy up with a blanket and a book. I walked outside and was greeted by lovely golden sunshine and a bright blue, nearly cloudless sky. I was sad I couldn’t take advantage of the rainstorm, but thrilled to walk home in the bright sunshine.
I love bright sunshine.
Dad made BLTs for dinner.
I love bacon.
I went to my Mexican neighbour’s to study Arabic and watch The Closer. When I got there, she was sautéing pumpkin leaves fresh from her garden. We took a health break to run to the mini mart where we purchased chocolate–she, toffifee and I, Lindt Mint Intense Dark :D–and then ate it in the kitchen as she sautéed more pumpkin leaves.
I love good food.
On our way home, we caught a glimpse of a full, glowing moon peaking out from between a break in two clouds. We pulled to the side of the road and watched as it emerged completely and lit up the dark-blue clouds around it.
Then we watched an episode of The Closer. I love this show. Afterwards, she French-braided my hair.
Then, my gold shoes and I came home to 11 tagged photos on Faceboook–11 photos preserving memories of an extraordinary day.
I love an extraordinary day.