woke up to breakfast in bed from my eight year old pixie.
angels singing to me and jumping on me.
love.
cocoa quinoa puffed cereal with delicious raw milk.
and a muffin.
some new chapstick. and a new cd.
ingrid michaelson.
if you haven't heard this girl go have a listen
first song that came on said what i was feeling today.
I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head
Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread
Something tastes different, maybe it's my tongue
Something tastes different, suddenly I'm not so young
I'm just a stranger, even to myself
A re-arranger of the proverbial bookshelf
and so, with my cup of coffee and my babies around me i welcome this day...this year...this decade...ready to embrace...
hello life.
4 comments:
Happy Birthday Beautiful, wise, wonderful woman! xo
Shnati
happy birthday lovely lady!
so glad to hear that it was a good one! happy birthday!
Many, many happy (belated) returns of the day! You can't possibly be 30 already . . . only because that must mean we're . . . GULP . . . grown-ups?! Hoping you had a lovely day and the coming year brings God's continued blessings!
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