Sunday, November 11, 2007
My friend is here and my body inconviently called for a sleepy weekend. Bad timing. Luckily she and Andrew hit it off well (she brought a present of a little wooden bowling kit) and I comfort myself with the entertaining value of my family when I am a sleepy, groggy mess.
We worked on our own projects and I spit out several scrapbook pages that I feel extremely mediocre about. But I feel comfy and snuggly in sweatshirts, warm drinks and good friends.
I wish I had more patience with myself when I am not feeling my best.
Posted by Dave at 2:37 PM