Over the weekend I had a day in which the hardest decision I had to make was what color nail polish to put on my toes.
It was a perfectly unproductive day of rest.
The first part of this day consisted of a short drive to a friend's house with my girls for a little GB&M.
Girls Brunch and Musical.
I think this is the start of a great tradition: A little Gene Kelly and bleating lambs frolicking within the borders of mysterious Brigadoon to go along with my egg and spinach frittata and citrus punch!
Second only to popcorn, brunch seems so apropos for musical DVD watching.
Then I headed back home for some creative writing and to sit out on the back deck and sort through all the bottles of nail polish the four household females have acquired. I even managed to throw away some bottles of nearly empty, or way-too-gooey, polish in the process.
The compulsive in me came out as I pulled out bottle after bottle of color from the bin and grouped them. No surprise that the pinks and purples were the most popular on the spectrum.
I found colors at the bottom of the bin that haven't seen the light of day for probably ten years.
Now it is Monday, and I am back to job hunting, helping out four-legged friends as well as two-legged ones, cleaning, volunteering, praying for hurting loved ones, laundry, list-making...get the picture?
But I can do it with a light step and rosy attitude because my toenails are sooo Diva Pink!
Time to add "cook dinner" to my list of to-dos.