Today Was a Good Day

For me, one sure sign it's going to be a good day is when I get to sleep until I naturally wake up. I like to walk, barefoot, down the hall, enjoying the feel of the cool wood beneath my feet.

Tim's headed out for a ride, so I get the house all to myself -- WhooHoo! And, he's even watering the front lawn. I love him!

First get the coffee started, then brush my teeth, finally, wash my face. By now, I can smell the coffee. Run out to the backyard and turn the sprinkler on my garden while it's still cool. Enjoy my one cup (ok, it's a really big cup) of coffee with my feet up on the furniture.

By now, it's time to get ready. Today, my mom and I will partner up for a cooking class. We both look forward to this -- it's fun and we get to spend time together. There are 10 of us, all women, and while we cook and eat, we enjoy a few cocktails, laugh, and tell stories about our husbands, kids, friends, pets, and ourselves. We laugh a lot. We learn a lot.

When it's over, we hug, say cheerful goobyes, and I walk away feeling rejuvenated. On the ride back to my house, my mom and I laugh and talk about the good time we had. We can't wait to recreate some of the recipes. The same way the taste of the food lingers on our palate, the fun time lingers in the air.

Is it pathetic, that I'm 40-something and my mom is my best friend?