This is how I'd like to feel today. I just finished my post-Thanksgiving pie breakfast and wish very much that I could be in that chair.
I don't have anything illuminating to share today. There's a pretty substantial "should do" list I'll need to prioritize. I'm not ready to tackle that yet, but know I can't put it off too long longer.
Oh! But yesterday was lovely. We slept in. Deliciously late. Then, y'know, had a little bit of pie for breakfast. But not too much since we were going to go out to lunch with my sister and nieces. Did a bit of laundry, homework (Lizz) and paperwork (me) in the afternoon, had leftovers for dinner (yum!) and then went to the youth program I've been attending a couple of Fridays a month. One of the leaders was going to conduct a Bible study in Spanish and I knew Lizz would like that. After the study, there was pizza, volleyball and a few rounds of Cranium until about 11:00. And then? When we got home it was time for our matching monkey pants, a movie and popcorn.
Ever since I was a kid, we always enjoyed pie for breakfast in the days after Thanksgiving. Like the slivers of pumpkin-nut, apple and pecan combining in my mouth, I just love that easy, unhurried feeling of each moment gently unfolding into the next. Why can't every day be like that?
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