Bare legs and sundresses.
Natural beauty regimens (baking soda instead of shampoo, honey instead of face wash).
Coffee dates with new friends.
Farmers market and pool dates with my favorite boyfriend.
Feeling content and knowing that I am exactly where God wants me to be.
Planning our first dinner party since moving here (as in, I'm doing the planning and Trevor is doing the cooking. I don't want to be responsible for giving anyone food poisoning this early in the game.)
Going for nighttime jogs which turn into spontaneous dance-walking like I'm in some unfortunate 80's video. As far as I know, only one person has caught me (but I've noticed people seem to do a lot of drugs in this complex, so maybe it's nothing they haven't seen before?)
How do normal people manage to listen to music as they run and not burst into their favorite Zumba routine? Have I watched too many musicals and somehow deemed this appropriate behavior? Please help.
Slowly meeting more people and getting involved at our new church. (I'm helping out with VBS this summer aka free birth control).
Getting into a writing rhythm (ooh, how'd you like that alliteration?) Between fiction and articles and journaling and blogging, I'm staying busy. Coffee and Anne Lamott help. Also, dance-walking.