Sweet Fancy Moses

 

 

You ever have a weekend that’s so jam-packed with activities that you need another weekend just to recover? I just had one of those. And it was fabulous. And exhausting. And fun. And draining. And memorable. And it severely affected my sleep time.

 

But you know what they say – there’s no rest for the wicked. So I’ll just have to recover incrementally, if at all. And that’s okay. Because life is busy sometimes. Busy and beautiful.

Jolly Good Show

 

 

I am in recovery mode today. Recovering from copious amounts of food. Recovering from laughter. Recovering from sending my most excellent vibes to the Denver Broncos. And what joy! They won the Super Bowl!

 

So today I’ll tidy from yesterday’s jolly good show, get to some work that slipped by me over the weekend and maybe go on a salad binge. Chicken wings are good and all, but a gal needs some fiber, yo. And carrots don’t count.

 

I’ll catch you up tomorrow, on all the fab moments from the weekend. Sure do hope yours was grand. I can’t even believe how much I enjoyed mine.

Recovery

 

 

I spent most of yesterday in recovery-mode.

 

The weekend was dedicated to Ladies Rock Camp. It was hard-core. It was hard. It was worth it.

 

I’ll post about it in a couple of days, but for now I need to regain my stamina and my footing. Not to mention my voice.

 

Pray for me.

A Vacation From My Vacation

 

 

You know, sometimes a gal has to recover from so much relaxing. Throw together some beer and the Emmys and dang! If that doesn’t equal mindless lay-about time, I don’ t know what does.

 

I’ll do my best to get back in the groove tomorrow.

Recovery

 

I’m recovering from an awesome weekend getaway.

 

There was food. There was booze. There was dancing. There was romancing.

 

I’m tired, yo. But I’ll be back tomorrow. With bells on.