This morning just makes me want to sigh. I just returned from a walk with my pups, and it is going to be a super hot day today. I’m glad Im done being outside, that is until I leave for work. There was a fresh cut cedar tree on the walk this morning, it made the air smell amazing.
Saturday night I saw my best friend Beth and we had some fun, and then after a few glasses of wine we thought it would be a great idea to do yoga. Let me tell you friends, it was not a great idea. Last fall when I still lived here full time Beth and I were yoga buddies, and I was pretty limber, but sice I moved away and dont have a membership to the gym anymore I’ve lost a lot of flexibility. Thoughts likes “I should stretch before I do this” or “I shouldn’t do this” naturally only come afterwards when you’re so sore. I would bake some a cake if they would rub my shoulders.
Everytime I read I Wrote This For You I fall in love with it all over again. I follow this site on twitter and each little message is so poignant and profound. The site has really great pictures that accompany this messages. The only explaination for these heart felt sentiment can be found on the blog, “I NEED YOU TO UNDERSTAND SOMETHING. I WROTE THIS FOR YOU. I WROTE THIS FOR YOU AND ONLY YOU. EVERYONE ELSE WHO READS IT, DOESN’T GET IT. THEY MAY THINK THEY GET IT, BUT THEY DON’T. THIS IS THE SIGN YOU’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR. YOU WERE MEANT TO READ THESE WORDS.”
Summer days are meant for listening to the radio and all your favorite bands from when you were 15, singing along and falling in love with them all over again.
I wanna make pancakes- who’s in?
