The weekend was fabulous! Hot and sunny--perfect summer weather.
I went to bed last night perfectly fine and woke this morning with a cold sore. There should be a law against that. And it's right in the middle of my lip. *sigh*
I'm hopeful it won't last long.
Anyway, one of the things that occured to me this weekend was that sometimes it's great to be an adult. I know that it can be tough. After all, being an adult means you have to hold down a job, pay the rent/mortgage, do the laundry, clean the house, and a hundred other things.
it also means that you do have control over your life. You can go to bed when you want, eat what you want and work where you want. And this weekend, I exercised my right as an adult and went to the local Dairy Queen and had a hot fudge sundae for supper last night. Rich, thick hot chocoate piled on soft-serve ice milk.
It was absolutely delicious.
There is something absolutely sinful about skipping a meal and replacing it with dessert. YUM
I highly recommend it!