|cooking| has turned into the chopping, assembling, and arranging of uncooked things.
|drinking| all the fluids. oh summer. you dry, dry thing you.
|reading| c.s. lewis + the books from my last list + sneaking a peek at hubby’s b.j. novak book when he isn’t looking.
|wanting| to go on a yoga retreat in the mountains.
|looking| forward to what summer has in store.
|playing| with elinor’s baby curls that twist up when she gets hot.
|wasting| baby wipes. i use too many and elinor loves to pluck them from the travel container and wipe her mouth. at least she is a cute little waster…
|sewing| a needle pulling thread. lyrics are all i’ve got going on in this department.
|wishing| upon all the stars in the summer sky.
|enjoying| my early morning tea and study time.
|waiting| for the sun to set.
|liking| my espadrille flats.
|wondering| which dining table to buy…
|loving| the month of may.
|hoping| dreaming. planning. reveling. savoring.
|marveling| at the small but mighty delights in each new day.
|needing| to pick up my french lessons again.
|wearing| a linen dress and bare feet and coral lipstick.
|noticing| how beachy and blonde my hair is becoming.
|knowing| who i am and who i am not.
|thinking| about weaning elinor.
|feeling| busy and full and ready for the next thing.
|bookmarking| novels and craig’s list items and sassy, comfy dresses.
|opening| a container of peanut butter.
|giggling| at my hubby’s witty remarks.
past post here. and feel free to join in and take stock.