Boy, I am glad for leftovers and ibuprofen;
and a washer and dryer that did my work for me while I was away today and tonight.
I’m especially glad for hugs and kisses from little boys and a ballerina daughter who dances every move she makes.
I am grateful for the little idea to visit a friend today. It turns out she was sick. Sick people need visits, you know.
Watching the Olympics commercial-free is really a treat.
I’m grateful I found a present for Richard’s birthday and I’m also grateful for receipts and a nice return policy because I probably got the wrong thing.
It felt good to come home to a comfortable house with things going on in nearly every corner.
And now I’m off to spend some time with Richard.