If you are new here you're in for it- I have a serious, need to go to a support group, kind of
Once at the market we cruise through the gardening items, smelling basil plants, and wondering if this is the year I will actually grow tomato plants. (in case you are wondering the answer is always no) Then we hit up the local honey stand. A lifesaver every season to people like me, plagued with allergies so bad its not worth getting out of bed some days. We hand cash over for fruit flavored honey sticks- raspberry and lemon ones are the best if you ask me.
Then we hit up the food. Everyone say "oooooooooh yeah baby" in a real drawn out low toned voice. Mexican, teriyaki on a stick, fresh doughnuts, raspberry lemonade, fresh breads, and toasted nuts... gyros if you are into that stuff too. Its always an experience for the taste buds and you know the food's good when the line is so long it starts to snake around other booths and curve around groups of people admiring each others dogs (oh yes there are LOTS of dogs too)
Travis Petersen Band. To say they rocked my world would be an understatement. They popped off with everything from Keith Urban's Stupid Boy to an acoustic version of Kanye West's Heartless with a few originals added into the mix. Go buy their CD. I left my business card in their box hoping they will contact me for photography services down the road.
Then there was "the perfect day" according to Ryan. I cant remember where he said it but it was somewhere between our target trip, panera, the book store, and all the walking around town in between. He told me "this was the perfect day mom". It pretty much made my heart explode in wonder and awe at that moment.
read THIS post on Kelle's blog and then go read everything else. I wont have to convince you to buy the book because you will already be half way to the store with wallet in hand. btw there is also a book trailer. cool right.
Sorry hubs. I had too.
I am eagerly looking forward to cuddling the littlest in my huge comfy bed, and finishing Bloom tonight, then waking up to another "perfect day" tomorrow.
Woah, remember when I said this would be SHORT? I tend to forget how therapeutic writing is and how things flow the most when sitting down to type is the last thing I want to do. I can't even begin to tell you how much this blog means to me. Its my 3rd baby and I love them all the same :)