A perfectly perfect dinner. A beautifully beautiful restaurant. A simple breeze, no humidity and no coat. Take that you miserable Boston winter. You’re barely a memory.
gratitude-a-thon day 375: one of those meals
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I'm a wife, the mother of two full-on adult kids, and a dog, a really, really good friend, a freelance advertising copywriter, and an accidental blogger. (I'm also a whole bunch of other stuff, but who's got time to hear about it.) You should come visit my blog (it explains the accidental blogger thing, plus you might like it). It's at gratitudeathon.wordpress.com. I write about stuff I'm grateful for (I'd be grateful if you stopped by.). View all posts by tonilansbury