Living well

Sunday afternoons are all about relaxing, but today has been non-stop writing. I never thought I would complain about that. And I am not really. Just getting tired out. I have to remember the day. Driving to and from church the beauty of where we live took over all else. The day was sunny and the geography we live in receives that well. Made me feel good enough to get a hunk of horsradish cheese, a greasy piece of pizza, and a cheese based salsa. BUT I had trout for dinner. Good thing because the last story on 60 Minutes was about fast food calorie counts. I will start the day with a Starbucks Latte. Certainly not as bad as a big mac.