yesterday.

it began as one of those days…
i woke up too early.
devoured a bowl of generic fruit loops.
made a cup of coffee.
gasped when i realized i had a glucose tolerance test in two hours…
…that required fasting.
called my nurse.
called the lab.
decided to go and wait.
ran completely late picking up my friend.
ignored the bright orange carpet cleaning flyer someone had put under my windshield wiper a day earlier and drove through its obnoxious flapping.
ignored the empty gas light.
ignored the fact that this day was all too like last tuesday…when i left my atm card in the machine after a deposit until it didn’t give it back…and then repeated this exact move several days later with the temporary card i had just received to replace the old one.

…but then about three miles in, i took my irritation and stress…and laughed. because flapping orange flyers are really kind of funny. and i know from experience that my jeep can soar on empty fumes for oh, say twenty more miles or so.

so i let it go…
and it became a very good day indeed.

…ending in a real-life baylee story.
that went something like…
…two little blondies went to the beach…where the cool breeze kissed the shell-peppered tide. and they shoveled deep holes into the sand and smiled while their mamas watched the pink sun sink behind heavy clouds.

…and they all lived happily ever after.
yes, a very good day indeed.

three photo shoots today…and a dinner with friends tonight.
it is cool. the windows are open. the sun has just risen its splenor over our front palm trees…and i am loving november.