Sunday, January 22, 2012

Weekend Morning Ritual

Every Saturday and Sunday morning, my V. brings me a latte in bed.  He also makes my breakfast which consists of two rice cakes with peanut butter and sliced bananas with a sprinkling of cinnamon.  I am like a child who likes the same book read to him over and over.  I never tire of it.
It's V.'s way of spoiling me, then he jumps back in bed and we read, do emails, talk about what our plans are for the day till about 11:00, then the day's activities begin.

I am a very fortunate woman.

Bonne journée!

Stella
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labergerebasque said...

What a sweetie...sounds yummy

January 23, 2012 at 8:11 AM

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