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Great weekend.
Dinner with Barb Friday night in which we did this. Copiously.
Seriously, I could be feeling like this.
And then in the presence of her fierceness, I suddenly feel like this.
Met another friend for breakfast on Saturday.
Where I cannot seem to stray from the killer sandwich.
Except, when I eat it, I don't look like her, but more like her.
Post breakfast agenda included moving a craigslist bed I bought on a whim, a pint of porter, and a parking ticket, the latter of which made me feel like this.
The evening that followed was completely inefficient and thus, blissful.
I did not finish my laundry or clean my car that is starting to feel like this.
Instead, I dawdled and puttered, moving from one unfinished task to another, stopping occasionally to order used books on amazon or make a pot of coffee.
And, now I am feeling imaginative.
G'nite.
"So you see, imagination needs moodling - long, inefficient, happy idling, dawdling and puttering.” Brenda Ueland
10 comments:
I love Golden Harvest!!! :)
I love this post. I always love when you do the links because I'm on the edge of my seat, predicting what it's going to be.
xo
I like this mood you're in.
i too love the link posts. :)
You crack me up, sister. Love ya!
,,,i love the word "moodling", it's a great word,,,happy moodling!,,,
i think i'm a pro at moodling. i may have taught brenda a thing or two in my past life. love this. love the links and i love opening them to see what's there.
oxoxo
Just saying hello and that I miss your posts.
My first weekend "home" in a long time . . . and, I too did not do the laundry or clean out my car yet(since your mom's wedding!), I slept in on Saturday, ate ice-cream for breakfast two days in a row, and here I am just playing around, reading and looking at fun things like your blog. Mmm. :o)
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