On Saturday I had a nearly perfect day. I say nearly because is any day truly perfect? I woke to temps that were climbing, even though my friend Yvonne took great pleasure in informing me that my home in Texas was several degrees cooler than her home in England.
I went to coffee and donuts with my friends, and came home to find my oldest son awake and coherent. Woke the younger one to head out the door and did a few things like loading the dishwasher and laundry. Finally it was time for some “mom” time. I hid out in my room and finished reading One Reckless Summer by Toni Blake. Then it was errand time.
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