3. Good Reading

When I open up the mailbox and find it tucked inside

my heart speeds up with excitement.

I try to spread it out as long as I can,

to make it last a good portion of the month,

but it never lasts long enough

and then my wait for the mailman starts all over again.

(our mailman, he's a post in and of himself!)

What do you read to feed your soul?

As soon as they left on the Father and Sons Campout

we got dressed up and went out for buttery noodles with fresh parmesan.

We ate them in the outside seating under an umbrella in the rain.

Afterwards we hurried home to our coziest pajamas

and a movie that would have thrown any male into diabetic shock.

We slowly savored each spoonful of our single serve Haagen Daz,

vanilla for her chocolate peanut butter for me,

and then cuddled into the big bed together

just the two of us.