a peaceful sunday night creamy homemade raspberry ice cream warm giant chocolate chip cookies a competitive game of domino's diet 7-up limeades singing to the Annie soundtrack
I like my husband, my daughter, and my little boy. There's nothing better than a rainy day, and a warm batch of cookies. Sometimes I like rap, but mostly I like wrapping paper.
“Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he has been robbed. The fact is that most putts don’t drop, most beef is tough, most children grow up to be just ordinary people, most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration, and most jobs are more often dull than otherwise. Life is just like an old time rail journey … delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.” –Gordon B. Hinckley
6 comments:
i've never wanted to be with you more.
That cookie looks delicious! Yum.
I want to come next Sunday! I know ALL the words to the Annie soundtrack!
Yowza, that sounds uh-mazing!
I am missing the Annie/Sunday connection.
sounds (and looks) good to me!
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