#Gratituesday

{Nectar of the goddesses}

Although I sit here stuffy and sniffling because some dang blooming thing decided to erupt overnight, I am still grateful for Spring. Sun, warmth, new beginnings.

Cucumber water. So simple to make, so luxurious to drink. Sitting at my desk at work, I feel like I'm at a spa. Until I have to actually work, anyway.

My dad, my co-worker, and my aunt. They all knew this past weekend was going to be rough for me, and each of them reached out in their own special way to let me know they care. Always nice to know people care. Makes you want to care a little more, too. And so the cycle continues.

Travel arrangements. Pretty soon, Sous Chef and I are going to take a long weekend and explore a place we've never been before. That's always invigorating. Good to have something to look forward to.

Strong Sous Chefs. Saturday evening, one of the cats brought what can only be described as a Winged Beast into the kitchen and just left it there. My theory is that she realized she had swatted down more than she could handle and she wimped out, retreating back to the bedroom where we were gathered. Sous Chef came into the kitchen to get a snack, discovered the enemy, and swiftly lured it into a mug and released it outside. People, it was as long as my pinky finger. Google "European hornet", imagine it in your tiny condo kitchen, and try to not freak out.