Mistakes Were Made

We have lilies-of-the-valley. Even @ 50, I firmly believe that
good fairies can fit in those tiny white bells.
Image from http://www.floweringflowers.net/.

Yesterday was a good work assignment day but a hard eating day, involving Peter Pan crunchy peanut butter, Ghiradelli dark chocolate chips and six chocolate-dunked pretzels, and I couldn't post about it at night, as I always do, because Blogger was down for maintenance. Our good Figgy was feeling really sick, and in the face of that, I ate. As though eating would solve it, salve it, save it. Wrong. But at the time, I couldn't see the forest for the trees. But we can learn from our mistakes, right? That's why erasers were invented? And turkey burgers, and good pickles, and whole-grain bread? 

Good fairies of the universe--yes, you, hiding in the sweet baby bells on the lilies-of-the-valley--please wave your magic fronds over our Figgy and make everything better.


TCOY 

1. Yogurt with blueberries, strawberries and wheat germ.
2. Walked Sug around block twice.
3. Biked to store for groceries, carried them in backpack. Felt very green.
4. Nap on couch.
5. Spoke up on my own behalf, calmly.
6. Chicken/spinach/onion burger, raw orange pepper.
7. Tracked spending.