Do you ever have one of those days where you wake up and
YOU.ARE.ON.FIRE?
Not like an itchy, burning, you-better-see-yo-doctor-and-get-that-shizz-checked-out type of fire.
But like "WATCH OUT WORLD, HERE COMES (fill in the blank)!" fire.
The kind where you feel freakin' awesome. You feel glowing and gorgeous, and happy and smart, and full of energy and ideas.
My friend Sarah calls these "MOJO DAYS".
I had one today.
Me and Cricket started the day off with some booty and core work. She is so badass. Doesn't even break a sweat. You could bounce a quarter off that tail.
I had the best walk to Eastern Market.
Bought my Sunday flowers, some soap that smells so good that I want to eat it, and veggies for the week.
I came home and for some reason I had an urge to sew.
I have not touched my sewing machine in about 4 years.
I may have forgotten how to wind the bobbin.
I may have had to talk to my mom on the phone about said bobbin.
All you women that make wedding gowns out of dish rags can stop laughing now.
Really.
I even made up a pasta salad out of what I had on hand. It's pretty yummy actually.
Pasta. Chickpeas. Cucumber. Feta. EVOO.
Delish.
Even the babies feel awesome. I can finally keep the front door open so they can stalk the neighborhood birds.
If you're on Capitol Hill make sure you wave to the World's Cutest Kitties in the doorway. They'll be there all Spring.
xo