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A walk with my husband, a bike ride, a flat tire, grass seed and a movie

We skipped church this morning.

Sometimes we just need a family day.

Asia and I started the day with walking the dog and a stop at Starbucks. Love being with him. (Asia, not the dog. Although I like her too.)

Then we loaded all our bikes into a friends' truck and drove down to Centennial trail, where we rode and rode and rode. Perfect weather. Perfect scenery. A lovely ride. Until Asia popped a tire. Then it became a lovely walk/ride/wait for Dad to catch up.
We came home and a gal I'm mentoring came over for a walk. We walked. And talked. Good.

Then Asia and I dove into fixing our dead front lawn. Broke up the soil. Added new seed. Worked our little tails off.

And after a shower and dinner, which Savannah helped me make, we're sitting in front of The Guardian.

It was a great day.

I'm tired.
But it's a good tired.
Gotta love a good tired.

Comments

  1. I love bike rides!! Sounds like you had a great time. I also envy you a Starbucks within walking distance! I would be the fittest person ever. [smile] And walking there alone with my hubby would make it even better. Happy week!

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  2. Anonymous12:25 AM

    Claire and I skipped church, too, and went and saw Ratatouille with Bob. Sometimes you do just need a family day. :)

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