Before I start in, I have to let you all in on a secret. I am cheating on T. I am cheating on him with the most delicious,
desirable mistress (mister?) ever to
have been known – Brookside
Dark Chocolate Acai & Blueberries.
Omg. I dream about these little
morsels. I salivate at the mere
mention of them. They complete me, and I
belong to them… alright, over-exaggeration of the day, but they really are wonderful, and I am obsessed, as of late.
Try them. Thank me later.
I am an HGTV fanatic, and am constantly looking
for little ways to improve my own homey, little space. I cultivate our happy patio garden, prune the roses, rearrange and re-upholster furniture, thrift for fun little accessories,
and periodically change up linens. It’s
always fun, but isn’t the ultimate dream to build a custom piece of the
American Dream? That was rhetorical. There is but one correct answer, and it is, “yes!” Ugh,
and travelling. My wish list is nearly
endless – Paris, Rome, Greece, Germany, Costa Rica… I want to see it all! Don’t even get me started on my closet. Those sinful, red soled beauties; the
heavenly textiles that remain impossibly impractical and mostly out of financial
reach…
If we could just win that 51 million dollar lotto jackpot… Wait… do you have to play to win?? Oh, what I would do with those winnings! Some days I think I could just waste away,
like those trapped in front of Harry’s Mirror of Erised, fantasizing.
I am an avid advocate for daydreams, and in my humble
opinion, giving up on idle imaginings just because you’ve lived for a couple (a
few, or several) decades would be a serious sin. We do have to live in reality though, and in truth,
I am glad of it. Living on a budget forces
me to push the bounds of creativity in our home. I treasure the frequent moments I spend surrounded
by my favorite people in the one great room in our home. The brief
getaways we have are a consummate joy, and when we do splurge on small
luxuries, they that much more exciting. My
life may be humble, but it is certainly happy.
In closing, I enjoy having an imagination, the same way I enjoy
a good book. But I LOVE my reality, and
there is no analogy for that.
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