Monday, November 12, 2012
and so it was
Friday worth repeating again, someday soon. I can't say guilt was non-existent, or that my thoughts didn't return to the things that needed to be done, or that I didn't have much catching up to do the rest of the weekend. No, I can't say that.
But I will say that giving myself a few hours:
to sit in a coffee shop and drink a good mocha,
drag my hands across beautiful paper and gorgeous handmade journals,
grab a sandwich from a local deli to eat outside on a bench,
to see a movie, one that actually made me miss high school
and remember the music I use to love...
oh the Cocteau Twins...remember them?
Well, that was a day worth waiting for.
As you can see these pictures have nothing to do with my Friday. Well actually, maybe they do. Because of Friday, the rest of my weekend slowed down and the details of the days sprung out in front of me, like mini stop signs.
These are the kind of stop signs I like.
Monday Love and Weekending with Amanda...