If we were having coffee I’d thank you for meeting me at Ike & Janes. It’s chemo week for mom and this lovely little cafe and bakery is a favorite spot of mine! It’s in Athens right down the road from the hospital. I’d comment on my maple bacon doughnut and wonder why I ever diet…ever.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you my back was fine from the fall, and the curly one is still upset she wasn’t allowed to call 911. I’d mention how I secretly hate whatever yahoo in Washington changed Tax day to the 18th because I might loose my ever loving mind if I have to tackle bedtime one. more. time. by myself.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you the best food I’ve eaten all week was the sample at Publix. I’d share how delicious it was and make another vow to start cooking again next week. Uncle Ben’s is getting old.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you I actually squeezed in a T25 this week. We’d laugh because you wouldn’t be surprised to discover I couldn’t find my weights anywhere! I resulted in using two giant books: BBQ USA and Websters New World college dictionary. I couldn’t lift my arms for two days… And I have no idea where they are… I guess they got lost in the move.
I’d ask you if you’ve ever seen the Tinker Bell Neverbeast movie and describe how it turned me into a ball of tears at the end! Geeze Disney. It was a major case of animated feels. I suppose it partly because I miss my granny.
I’d ask you how things were; we’d encourage one another in Jesus, and part ways enjoying the first childless encounter we’ve had in six months!
What would you share? Praying for y’all! Happy Weekend!