January 18, 2009

• What was my day like, you asked?

   Well, if you really want to know, it was just an average, ordinary day in the life of ozarksfarmgirl.

  I got up early, about 9:00 a.m., because I had lots of things planned. Stepped on the scales to check the progress of my diet…uh-oh, lost two more pounds. Yikes! This isn’t going well. Who knew gaining weight could be so difficult? I’m doing my best, but sometimes I am just not hungry.

  Had a light breakfast…a sizable hunk of the chocolate cake left from supper last night, which went well with my latte. Just then the phone rang, and it was my doctor’s office, calling to say that my cholesterol was too low, and the good doctor suggested I try and build it up some by eating richer, fattier foods. Not sure I can manage that but I’ll give it a go. Back to the kitchen to polish off the rest of that cake.

  After I was fortified, it was off to the spa for a rigorous workout. I was able to endure a whole hour of full-body massage this morning…hooray for me! That’s my new personal best! To reward myself, I stayed for an extra 30-minute foot rub, since I was feeling quite worn out from all the activity.

  Physical activity always makes me hungry, so I called my daughters and we met for an early lunch at 11. I insisted on that little Italian place downtown where they serve tiramisu for an appetizer, since I hadn’t been there this week. The girls’ little ones were all invited for playdates with friends today, so we had time to squeeze in a little shopping after we ate. Good timing, too, because all the antique malls, book stores, flea markets, yarn shops, quilt shops and garden centers in the area were having a half-of-half-price sale! What goodies we found! Got all my birthday and Christmas shopping done for this year, in one fell swoop (and it’s still January!)

  After the girls headed off to pick up the grandkiddies, it was time for me to head home and see what I could rustle up for supper. Lo and behold, guess what greeted me at the door? A delicious aroma…what could it be? Dear husband had come home early, just to cook a divine dinner for little bitty me! And because today is my one-twelfth-birthday (and he NEVER forgets a special occasion!), what else do you suppose he did today? Only called a cleaning service to do the whole house, top to bottom, windows, walls, floors and all! Isn’t he just the sweetest sweetheart a girl could have?

  After hubby cleaned up the dishes from dinner ( I was beginning to sag from such a whirlwind day), we turned on some soft romantic music, turned down the lights and snuggled in front of the flickering fireplace for a little one-on-one…and that’s when he presented me with my first birthday gift of this year, the piece de resistance: tickets for a unhurried, two-week trip to the British Isles, scheduled for June, right when the flowers in all those sweet English cottage gardens are at their peak. I was speechless. Really. And it got me to wondering what he’ll do for the rest of my birthdays this year. There’s February 12, March 12, April 12….wow! I just know this is gonna be a great year!

  As I rested my head on my crisp, ironed pillowcase tonight, I yawned and thought about the day. It was fairly good, maybe even a tic above average, but as always, things could have been better…Publishers’ Clearinghouse could have knocked at my door….

  What!? You don’t believe that was my day? Well, if the guys can have fantasy football, can’t we girls have a little fantasy, too?

  (Sorry I don’t have photos to go with this blog….it took every bit of my imagination to come up with this much!)

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