Enjoyed a few-and-far-between solo lunch at a local Mexican restaurant, read the Journal and warmed up outside of the cold rain. My left hand felt entirely too bare, and reminded me of my single days of yesteryear. Luckily it was all an illusion, though, as my engagement ring was just down the street getting it's jewels tightened. I even forgot my phone at work that lunch hour. No texts, emails or internet searches were on the menu. The unsolicited seclusion was the perfect recipe for this stormy Thursday. I made a pact with myself right then and there to blog more. I love lunchtimes like that.
Over the Weekend:
I helped Mom pick out a new doggie in about 2 minutes at the shelter. It was love at first sight and she is the most lovey pup ever. Sweet Pea, welcome to the family. We love you so.