Having a lazy Saturday

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It has been one of the best Saturdays in a longtime. First, I got to sleep in until 10. 10. Most mornings, okay all mornings, I am up at 6 a.m. and out the door by 6:50 to be at work by 7. Not this morning. After talking with my friend D and making arrangements with my husband about tomorrow with JJ, I got dress and had breakfast.

My mom wanted a lazy, leisurely day with me, my aunt EM and cousin. We started at this huge Goodwill near Charlotte. Then we headed to my childhood hometown for lunch a barbecue place. Nothing like fish, fries and hushpuppies. While in the hometown we shared a walk down memory lane. Then to a strawberry to pick strawberries. We all realize that we weren't strawberry picking gals so we brought the ones already picked.

We drove by where my Mom works and then back to my aunt's home. It was nice. I am tired but happy.

Once there, my mom felt like eating one of her favorite meals, salmon patties and rice. So I put on my Paula Deen hat and got to work. Salmon is good but it takes me forever to get the smell out of my hands. My mom enjoyed her dinner. Of course, she was there watching and suggesting the whole way. It is nice to have moments like this. As Taylor Swift sings, "Today was a fairytale."

Daily Dose

1. Shopping with my mom

2. Cooking with my mom

3. Napping with my mom

Comments

  1. annamariaMay 16, 2010 at 6:56 AM

    I'm so glad you enjoy your day! sounds really great!

    oh, and when my mum bakes salmon, even though I love it, the whole house smells so bad we actually avoid cooking it!! :p

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