We brought home souvenirs. (I carried so many in my pockets that my pants wanted to fall down.)
Spied a tree growing rosary beads, but decided not to harvest any for my prayers (wrong religion).
Listened to jazz (and you can too, right here), loved it. Loved my friends.
I'll tell you why in the next post. (Must sleep now. Tired out from all this Marching Forth.)
7 comments:
Lovely day. And that rescue is significant.
I was thinking I had failed to celebrate, but on second thought, I marched myself through paperwork from 2004-2009 and also got in both a long walk and a good ride. I guess that's not too shabby, really.
I did forget to celebrate, AND I forgot YOU like to celebrate, but I did make a point of noting the significance in my journal. Hm. I will remember next year.
oops--that was really Wendy. I forgot to see who I was signed in as--my dh has been logged in more than usual lately. Funny!
Very nice, Georgia Bright. .. I celebrated with a trip to TJ MAXX.
Fabulous! As you pointed out, I celebrated by continuing to live even though it seems my fetus and my sinuses are conspiring to kill me! And I was rewarded with a lovely few hours to cook out and play at the ranch today before it started snowing again and my sinuses started throbbing again. The kids didn't fight and they're all in the tub now and it's FORWARD, PRESSING FORWARD...we love and miss you so much, Auntie Gee!
I worked and stayed inside during horrible stormy weather. And then I played video games with an old friend. We laughed a lot at our bumbling mistakes (ah, if only there was a rest button on life).
Marched, elbowing my way through crowds, through several galleries at the Oakland Art Murmur.
Had tea with a novelist and wrote with writerly friends....
Post a Comment