Friday, August 14, 2009

I love surprises...

Sitting on the front porch with my son, blowing bubbles, talking about aliens and popsicles, I'm surprised to see my friend Cati driving down our street... She parks her car & bounds up the driveway with the simplest little bag of three extraordinary goodies (a fresh baguette, a wedge of cheese, and two chocolate bars)... How am I this lucky that friends drop by, unannounced, bearing sweets & carbs for no reason?? We then make plans to meet for a ride later this afternoon (a mellow, get-reacquainted-with-the-Salsa ride), which is exactly what I need. Why can't all weekends begin like this?

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