Note: This post was written yesterday afternoon and I thought I had published it.
It’s Saturday afternoon and I am loving this weekend so far. It’s not as if anything super exciting is happening, but rather several small factors that are making it quite pleasant.
For one, my husband seems to be in a decent mood. For another, it’s a bright, sunny day and although it’s way too warm for February, I realize I can’t do anything about the weather so am just going to enjoy it. Also, my house smells divine because I have a chicken and some vegetables roasting in the oven. The upstairs smells wonderful too because I cleaned the bathroom late this morning and I love the smell.
I use a product from Melaleuca that I swear by and frankly, it’s one of the few reasons I have an account with the company. It’s a cleanser called Solumel in the lemon scent. It’s not for everyone, I’m sure. But it cleans wonderfully, and I love the scent it leaves afterward. End of story.
My day began early, awaking around 6 am in order to leave by 7 for an appointment at the Honda dealer to get the car serviced. I drive an hour to the best Honda service place around, and it’s worth it. I’ve said before that I have one that’s 20 minutes away, but I don’t like them, I don’t trust them, and after two chances at having me as a customer, they had an epic fail and I was done with them.
So I drive an hour to a place I trust. End of story.
I have no idea what’s with this end of story stuff. It’s just how I’m rolling today.
I did the grocery shopping, then made guacamole for lunch and had it outside in the sunshine with some gluten-free rice tortilla chips. Have I told you lately how much I love cilantro? I sniffed it in the grocery store and stood there and smiled because the scent of it makes me so darn happy.
I know that people either love cilantro or they hate it, and I’m glad to say I’m in the love club.
Ha. The love club.
I sat outside this afternoon and read for awhile, listening to some of my favorite sounds. I love the sound of chirping birds, a train whistle in the distance, and the trees creaking in the gentle breeze. A dog barks in the nearby development, children are laughing, and far away, someone’s chainsaw is at work. These are the sounds that say home and normal to me.
I am still reading your wonderful fill-in-the-blank answers from my previous post. I’ve written many of you telling you how much I enjoy this small peek into your lives. And I thank you for that.
Tonight I’m going to watch a movie on Netflix that arrived in the mail yesterday. And Monday, you are not going to believe this, but I’m taking another short trip. I seem to be doing this a lot lately but I guess I’m making up for not being able to do much of anything last fall.
For those who are interested, the birds in the photos above are (from top to bottom): Mourning Dove, Red-Bellied Woodpecker, Tufted Titmouse. If you visit the links which will take you to Cornell’s Lab of Ornithology, you can listen to the sounds that they make. I actually heard the mourning dove fly over before I saw it, although I didn’t know what it was at the time.
I hope you are enjoying your weekend as well . . .
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment. ~Jane Austen