
So this morning I woke up to the sound of the beautiful rain against my window. . . . I opened my eyes and there I saw my furry little angel starring at me-
As always waiting for her morning walk. We cuddled a bit and her stare finally became so intense, I just grabbed my hair in a ponytail, put my running shoes and took her out. For some reason I had an extra burst of energy this morning almost like a new me!
On our way to Neptune’s I envisioned myself practicing some Tai Chi since I haven’t done any in a while. Sure enough the morning rain had the sand nice and mushy for good balance. Letting Bubba run at the beach isn’t something I do on a regular basis but when it’s desolate like this she and I both enjoy it!
As I was meditating and stretching I was thinking how lucky I am to have all my functioning body parts and how lucky I was to have this beautiful scenery and peaceful morning. And just thanking God for another beautiful day-
Bubba was anxious since she loves it after it rains, it make the grass fresh and the smell crispy clean for her.
We went down to Neptune’s and played around in the sand a while. Bubba usually goes in the ocean but this time it was a bit too cold for her.
When we got back I remember I was craving a good breakfast, since the night before I saw someone eat a horrible and boring breakfast. It got me thinking I should make what should have been a good breakfast. So with that said, I know we had eggs and some good bacon in the frige.
When I cook I tend to get a bit crazy. I put my iPod on and listen to some of my favorites. One of the first songs that came on was “Far Away” from Cut Copy which is one of my favorite songs in the world!! As I was twirling and dancing I had four eyeballs starring at me while I was cooking. One was Martha, “The Barefoot Contessa” who was on her usual spot. Her favorite lamp from IKEA. The other pair of eyeballs were of those we call Bubba. Both were in the kitchen with me while I cooked.
As my sister headed down at the smell of bacon we (Bubba, Martha and I) were already eating and reading little passages from one of my favorite books, called “Life’s Little Instruction Book.” I came across this on page 347. It just confirms I’ve been right.
I guess I should explain that the day before was a bit hectic for me- I was pretty much overwhelmed with the little things that make life so crazy, great and exciting. Starting early in the morning, my dear coffee machine breaking down then having to chase Bubba around the neighborhood . . I think by this point I was just happy getting to work only 30 min. late.