sitting here in the living room enjoying a little quiet as reese naps.
windows are open, curtains blowing up in the breeze.
love when they do that and i grabbed my camera to take some pictures.
there's just something so magical about the wind~
i'm sipping on a coffee that's loaded with vanilla creamer..
which is about the only way i drink coffee, all nice and khaki colored.
i'm sure all the real coffee drinkers out there are just shaking their head at me! sorry guys.
this week has seemed to equal two. i think i've thought it was friday since tuesday.
tuesday night at youth i kept asking people how their week had been, as if it was already over.
they'd look at me a little confused and i didn't even catch on till someone said, "well, it's barely just started..."
oh.
really?
i've had this nasty flu/ cold thing that's been going around, so that might explain thee {extra} fogginess. ;)
and i just saw i wrote thee instead of the, so apparently it makes ye talk with an irish accent too!
i hate colds. anytime really, but especially when the weather is warm. it feels like such a rip off.
i don't want to be inside blowing my nose. i want to be out. or atleast up and about and doing what i need to. ..
with yes, the curtains blowing up wildly in the breeze through the window!
but no matter how i pushed myself this week everything seemed to move in slow motion.
and by everything, i mean e v e r y t h i n g !
i was positive at one point i really had been cleaning the little size two fingerprints off the patio doors for atleast six hours..
only to realize it's just the same thing i do every day.
same spot.
same routine.
same little hands.
windows are open, curtains blowing up in the breeze.
love when they do that and i grabbed my camera to take some pictures.
there's just something so magical about the wind~
i'm sipping on a coffee that's loaded with vanilla creamer..
which is about the only way i drink coffee, all nice and khaki colored.
i'm sure all the real coffee drinkers out there are just shaking their head at me! sorry guys.
this week has seemed to equal two. i think i've thought it was friday since tuesday.
tuesday night at youth i kept asking people how their week had been, as if it was already over.
they'd look at me a little confused and i didn't even catch on till someone said, "well, it's barely just started..."
oh.
really?
i've had this nasty flu/ cold thing that's been going around, so that might explain thee {extra} fogginess. ;)
and i just saw i wrote thee instead of the, so apparently it makes ye talk with an irish accent too!
i hate colds. anytime really, but especially when the weather is warm. it feels like such a rip off.
i don't want to be inside blowing my nose. i want to be out. or atleast up and about and doing what i need to. ..
with yes, the curtains blowing up wildly in the breeze through the window!
but no matter how i pushed myself this week everything seemed to move in slow motion.
and by everything, i mean e v e r y t h i n g !
i was positive at one point i really had been cleaning the little size two fingerprints off the patio doors for atleast six hours..
only to realize it's just the same thing i do every day.
same spot.
same routine.
same little hands.