My Ideal Day

My ideal day would consist of relaxing activities. The world is so fast paced, it's nice to slow down sometimes. I would sleep in till about 9:00 A.M. Then, I would pick up a good book and read a few chapters. Around lunch time, I go have lunch at our favorite restaurant with my mom. We'd talk about our day, not rushing, so that we could enjoy each other's company. We'd go shopping. I'd pick up some new things, then help Mama. It always helps to have someone tag along with you while shopping.

After all that, we'd come home. Mama would make my brother and my favorite dish. I wouldn't talk a lot, so that my brother could have a chance to talk. It's hard to get a word in around two women, you know?

The night would end with a good movie. Not necessarily a new one either. It doesn't have to be new to be good. I'd look around and remind myself of how blessed I am. I'd slide under the covers, my stomach full and my heart happy.

I've shared my ideal day, what's yours?

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The Blonde Duck said…
We are so different. I'd get up at 6, do some writing, work out at a sweat-inducing run/ aerobics and then take a sculpting class, followed by a dance class for fun, lunch with Ben, some kind of fun thing with Ben and the babies and a tasty dinner with pie.
2:57 PM
Saucy said…
I think you just described Loopy's ideal day to a tee! It's important to slow down.

My perfect day would also include cuddling with my dog, taking a walk with Veto and eating a cupcake!
4:11 PM
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