Fighting sleep and Monday morning blues
It's that time again... time for another lovely weekend to end, time for another long, work week, time for those awful Monday morning blues that start as soon as I set my alarm Sunday evening.
I'd rather be here again:
And I'd rather be eating nutella stuffed croissants for breakfast like I did in Italy, then the boring cereal or bagel I'll gulp down tomorrow.
This weekend was relaxing and lovely. Scott and I have a date night every Friday. He's been asking me to make crepes for a while, so we decided to have a "French" themed night at home. The funny part is, we filled up on our baked brie and didn't have room for the desert crepes - which was the point. So the fun will continue tomorrow night for family home evening. We also meant to watch a French movie - or one at least with a story in France - but couldn't agree on one. Instead we watched the opposite of a romantic, French film - "Invincible," which is a pure, America Football story. (And it was good).
It all reminded me that I want to go back to Europe. Someday... Maybe just in my dreams tonight.
I'd rather be here again:
And I'd rather be eating nutella stuffed croissants for breakfast like I did in Italy, then the boring cereal or bagel I'll gulp down tomorrow.This weekend was relaxing and lovely. Scott and I have a date night every Friday. He's been asking me to make crepes for a while, so we decided to have a "French" themed night at home. The funny part is, we filled up on our baked brie and didn't have room for the desert crepes - which was the point. So the fun will continue tomorrow night for family home evening. We also meant to watch a French movie - or one at least with a story in France - but couldn't agree on one. Instead we watched the opposite of a romantic, French film - "Invincible," which is a pure, America Football story. (And it was good).
It all reminded me that I want to go back to Europe. Someday... Maybe just in my dreams tonight.
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