The kids are asleep.
I have about four posts that are half-written, but I know the kids will wake up and be ready for school before I can finish...so while I sit here and eat my Cheerios, with banana and walnuts, lets just chat.
Speaking of Cheerios...they saved my life during my first pregnancy. Well, at least in the first trimester. I literally ate Cheerios breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Love me some Cheerios.
Speaking of things I love...I'm seeing my hairapist today. I will definitely get my roots done, but I'm also probably going to go super-short. I tend to do this a lot. Cut it short, grow it long. Sit in-between for awhile.
Love me some hairapy.
I've GOT to run to the store this morning before all of North Carolinians gets there. Apparently, starting tomorrow, we're gonna have weather around-these-here-parts. There is nothing that makes a southern women more concerned than not being able to provide the four basic food groups to her family, while the world puts on an ice show. So I will certainly be going to the store to get coffee, creamer, hot cocoa, and flour. (To be sure that we can have biscuits, or scones, or cookies to eat with our hot beverages.)
Love me some hot beverages.
I got up this morning and had a great conversation with my dear friend and running partner. We both woke up feeling not-so-ready-to-run-in-the-early-morning-cold, but we did, and it was worth it. The conversation was encouraging, the exercise was invigorating, and her friendship is precious to me.
Love me some happy endorphins shared with a friend.
Love me some sweet visitors.
When I visited her last summer on Whidbey Island, WA, we saw huge eagles nests and the Puget Sound while sitting in her back yard.
I can't wait to show her the beautiful North Carolina piney woods in my back yard, especially since its winter and there are absolutely no leaves on the tree's. It will be easier to see the gigantic squirrels nests we have in our tree tops. However, the daffodil bulbs are already starting to push themselves out of the ground, and I can't wait to show her.
I love me some new life springing from a hard and frozen ground...the promise that spring will come. It will come.
All right, its your turn, what do you love?