This morning I skedaddled out of the house to meet up with another bestie for tea and breakfast pizza at the neighborhood coffee joint.
Her little boy up there is 8 or 9 mos. old, and he is full of smiles — just what a dreary Wednesday morning needed. I love this week between holidays because everyone is in town, everyone makes time for friends, and each day is filled with happy surprises.
I don’t have many internet shares for the day (if I’m working at my desk this week, I’m focusing solely on the tasks at hand so I’ll have more time for friends later), but here’s what I *do* have: