Three days. Three--wonderful, free days.

Life Cereal, fresh blueberries, almond milk---absolutely created by God.  :)


A beautiful day here in good old Des Moines. No rain for a few days now, although huge heat has taken it's place. It's okay with me for now. Sometimes things just need to be the way there were meant to be, you know?


A three day weekend, with Mark! No one working, just he and I (for the most part). I think I have little flutters...I KNOW!


Fingers and toes, fingers and toes. At Noon. I hate having them done, just can't live without them being done, you know? I think though, I will have the acrylics removed from my fingernails for now. They grow so fast in the summer, I really don't want to mess with it, and they must for sure need a breather.


126 on the scales, repeatedly. Finally. A sure cause for celebration. Quite a feat when for the most part, visiting my gym is out of the question. I may give it a go tomorrow...but lately, there has been no hope.I had to give up the cream in my coffee. I know..but I drink sooo much at work. Buh-Bye. Do I miss it? Oh yeah. It's my older sis's fault I drink it that way in the first place. I drank it black for thirty-five years. Bad sister. Bad Travis.


Pain is crouching in the dark recesses this morning, watching, waiting. I always know it's there but it is not doing it's usual dance, not yet. However long, I'll take a little quiet from that direction.


Happy Fourth of July weekend.  :)