A Good Day

I don’t know how it happened but today has been a good day!  I slept in (and dealt with the consequences of an unattended toddler), I did schoolwork with Elliet and even did the dishes.  Got everybody out of the house to go run a few errands with my little sister, Flipper.  Had a decent time just riding around with the girls.  Every time Flipper got out of the car Ziva said, “Where’s Fipper?”  So cute.  The kids got their favorite lunch, cheese sticks and icees and now we’re home just hanging out.

Tonight we’re getting fried chicken and watching Toy Story 3.

This is what constitutes a good day for me.  How do you measure a good day?


About Just Vegas

I'm a 30-something married SAHM which means the nightmare scenario that plagued my early 20's has become reality. Funny thing is, I kinda like it. I have 3 lovely daughters who are educated at home and at a part-time alternative school. I love animals and I love people (in the general sense, not everybody all the time). I have no income to speak of, I'm not crafty and I hate cooking. My skills include reading the internet, watching tv on the internet and conversing with people on the internet. I'm an armchair philosopher, spiritualist, agnostic, feminist, liberal, activist, political pundit and tv critic.
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2 Responses to A Good Day

  1. Emily says:

    Glad you had a good day! Sounds like a pretty good day to me. I miss the girs…haven’t seen them in too long.

  2. Jac says:

    I’m glad you had a good day. Maybe tomorrow will be good, too. Or, maybe not. Either way, good days are possible for you and that’s a good thing.

    I don’t know how I measure a good day. I just know it when it comes along.

    Take care.

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