We started Valentine’s Day with something pink as requested by my daughter.
We’ve definitately had our share of contractors over the past few years working on our house projects.
Some evenings I just get too overambitious.
Our last day started the same as the first – with french toast.
So I ate my left-over oatmeal as promised, mid-morning.
I’m sure as you can tell, I usually write at night.
I feel bored writing about our mornings, there’s so much of the same.
Today was easier than yesterday.