Oh, it's such a nice day! Do you feel my hand around your wrist, dragging you down the street? Come for a walk with me! We won't go far!
I still have the wand I made last year. Poof! You are a happy camper today, sitting down to a delicious cream tea! Really, if you knocked on the door, I'd whip you up some scones (I have a boxed mix and some squirt whipped cream!)
And if you found yourself a bit sleepy from all the carbs, you could put your sweet head on this pillow and have a little nap.
Yes, Labor Day gives the gift of time on a Monday. We have another wedding to go to tonight (same outfit) but today, I'm sitting like a hen on her nest. I'm so thankful for quiet and pens and pencils, the cool breeze making my thin white curtains balloon like a bridal veil. Tomorrow morning I'll be ready to go back to my 120 fourteen year olds . . .