I had a great hair day today. I never have good hair days, and today, all sorts of perfect luscious shine and bounce and complements.
It's 40 degrees out right now, at night, which is almost unbelievable, as it hasn't been this warm (yes, WARM) in oh, five months.
We had tacos for dinner. I love tacos. I grew up in California. Mexican food always makes me smile.
And... PLUMS are back in stores around here, which means somewhere, they're in season right now.
I left my ipod and my beloved Eat Love Pray book at the gym tonight, parked on top of one of the lockers, and when I called a few hours later, they didn't find it. I'm going to assume the positive--that it was placed somewhere for safekeeping and that I'll get it back tomorrow. But if not, who would steal a book? An ipod, well, at least it has value. But my book? All underlined and happily dog-eared, and not half read?