my lunch hour is a wonderful time to turn my cubicle into a little shrine, light my candles ('afternoon delight' and 'windswept macaroon' are two favorites), and reflect upon my feelings while munching on my pb&j (although sometimes i switch it up and have ham and cheese with mustard. fake ham, that is.) it's beautiful out, the sun is shining, the wind is blowing and even though i sit in my tiny space not unlike a veal i am really just truly thankful for all the many blessings in my life. especially samoa ice cream. that is just the biggest blessing of all. i am very thankful to those little girl scouts for making my life meaningful once a year.
Monday, January 30, 2006
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my lunch hour is a wonderful time to turn my cubicle into a little shrine, light my candles ('afternoon delight' and 'windswept macaroon' are two favorites), and reflect upon my feelings while munching on my pb&j (although sometimes i switch it up and have ham and cheese with mustard. fake ham, that is.) it's beautiful out, the sun is shining, the wind is blowing and even though i sit in my tiny space not unlike a veal i am really just truly thankful for all the many blessings in my life. especially samoa ice cream. that is just the biggest blessing of all. i am very thankful to those little girl scouts for making my life meaningful once a year.
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