Thoughts and pretty flowers.

   I probably should stop rubbing it in, but I have today and tomorrow off from work. {Thank you, social work job with little pay but great benefits!} Pretty much all of my real life friends have full time jobs, but it seems like most {non-mom} bloggers don't work or at least not outside of their homes. I'm always kind of puzzled by this. Tell me I'm not alone...

  Anyways, like I was saying. I have today and tomorrow off from work and I'm super jazzed about it. {I just said jazzed.} Justin's taking a personal day tomorrow and we have grand plans of hiking with the pups and making terribly butter-y, chees-y grilled cheeses on rye for supper. I've got high hopes of convincing him to let me pick out a movie, too. {He doesn't always appreciate my romantic comedy taste} We're wild, guys. So wild. 

  

  But today, it's just me. And since this is my blog and I do what I want, here are some jumbled thoughts this morning...

:: I picked up one of my favorite devotionals again, and have been reading about the widow at Zarephath this week. Um, who knew I could relate so much to a story about a widow?? Weird. But more on this later, I'm sure.

:: I've got a stack of books by my bed, so you can bet I'll spend a good chunk of time reading. Honestly, it's taking a lot of self control to do much else other than reading during my days off!

:: It's only a little ridiculous how excited I am for my brunch this weekend. Are you coming?

:: In less than a week, my dog has eaten a flip flop and pajamas. I want to be upset, but at least our couch in intact.

:: I. Am. So. Excited. for SYTYCD this year. Um, Fiction? I adore you. Tuesday nights are sure to be a summer highlight for me.

:: I've ordered a few gifts online lately, and thus rekindled my love for getting packages. I've caught myself checking our stoop every day this week, even though I'm not expecting anything else. I think I have a problem...

:: Why does Trader Joe's have to have the best flowers, most affordable flowers in the world? I can never resist.

  And, because who can buy gorgeous flowers and not take pictures of them?