Tuesday

It’s Tuesday. That’s all I have to say about that.

Sunday night while the Feef was slaving away outside in the heat (building the shed…as if he didn’t already have enough to do), I poured myself a glass of wine and started a new book. That overwhelming feeling that I talked about last week has sort of been lingering. I’m also disappointed that I haven’t been to spin class in a while. Going home after work and vegetating on the couch is just so much more appealing than sweating it out next to a toned high-school chick on the tredmill.

Mike and I ordered a pizza for dinner, too. Something about stuffed crust makes me happy inside.

Oh, you don’t have a wine glass that compliments you? That’s too bad.
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  1. Reply

    That sounds like a fabulous night! I'm taking an intensive class this week (Philosophy from 8-4..please shoot me) so there is no pleasure reading for me. Hopefully next week! I feel like I haven't read a book in forever, its sad. http://www.kirstenjoywilson.com

    • Anonymous
    • July 12, 2011
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    That sounds like a fabulous night! I'm taking an intensive class this week (Philosophy from 8-4..please shoot me) so there is no pleasure reading for me. Hopefully next week! I feel like I haven't read a book in forever, its sad. http://www.kirstenjoywilson.com

  2. Reply

    I loooove quiet evenings like this. Who needs a treadmill anyhow?! 🙂 Love the wine glass oh so much!

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    if you go to spin at 6am you get it over with :):) I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT EARLY MORNINGS BUT TRY IT!

  4. Reply

    love a glass of wine while reading. nothing more relaxing. i just found your blog this morning and have been catching up. you've got yourself a new follower… i love it! -sarah from livinglifelakeside.blogspot.com

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