It consisted of:
*Live jazz music.
*Busting out the grinder and milling quinoa and oat flour.
*Setting up the ancient Ronco dehydrator I inherited from my mom. Can't wait to put that guy to use.
*Learning how to make kombucha (I might find myself really into fermenting someday).
*Going on a lovely 8-mile trail run...with seven dudes much faster than I. Not sure how that happened (and my ankles feel like jelly).
*Thinking about this book I'm reading (and loving).
*Watching nephew play in his little basketball game. Uh-dorable.
I like the moments when you breathe in all that life is giving you and remember that you are deeply happy.
Life is good here.