Sometimes I simply amaze myself when I set foot into the kitchen. I walk in there with ideas and goals, and I walk out with food in my face and my belly. (It’s no wonder I’ve played yo-yo with my weight over the years.) I’m so grateful to have a very workable knowledge of cooking and baking in order to feed my body, mind, and soul. I’ve definitely developed into a foodie.
I’m grateful for this glorious three day weekend during which I can either be productive or lazy. I suspect I’ll try a combination of the two, seeing as how life is pretty unpredictable with a baby.
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Okay, keep rubbing in the three day weekend. My boss is out of town for the week…in sunny Costa Rica, so I get to do part of his job for the rest of the week, too. All five days. And there’s be a freeze on raises for over a year. Good thing I’m too self-actualized to waste time being bitter. 🙂