The (Simple) Life

High of 59 degrees today.

Not a cloud in the sky.

Slight breeze.

Light sweater weather!

It's utterly and extraordinarily beautiful outside.

Tram and I just got back from having brunch at Village Inn, a Dennys-like breakfast joint, famous for their pies. Everyone there, including the waitresses was seriously three times older than us. As we sunk into our booth by the window, letting the vitamin D soak in, we happily ate our chicken fried steak, eggs, bacon, hash brown, pancakes and simultaneously breathed blissful sighs of content. We could get use to this life!

"No pie?!" the surprised, but friendly hostess asked us as we paid the bill. Though old enough to teach even our moms a thing or two, she was full of life and looked as if she had so much more to live for! "We're stuffed... maybe next time!" I replied. Then a slight wave of sadness swept over me. I'm starting this thing called "work" at the end of the month and wonder when "next time" will actually be. Then as if to purposely distract me, a cute old man whizzed by with his walker exclaiming, "(Out of my way) I gotta' use the little boys room!!!"

For all those of who think you'd get bored if you didn't work, I suggest you think again :) It's all in the eye of the beholder. Ok I'm going to attempt to do some yoga in the sun now, then maybe jump on my bed and sing along to some "Please Mr. Postman" oldies jams.