Jolly Ranchers are good. I hadn’t had one of those hard, tangy candies in over a decade, but was given a box of them at Christmas and have been popping them back all morning.
Here’s my 13 week belly shot. I know it’s not too exciting. Nothing much to see. Just a chubby gut.
Nearly a year ago, Craig and Adele Meadow packed up all their belongings, hopped on a plane, flew over the ocean and arrived in the Okanagan in search of a fresh start and a new world.
I like long scarves. I have a fuzzy white one that I wear all winter long, and it cascades down my back and my front like a gentle waterfall. Not really, but it’s long and it hangs. So stylish.
Life has resumed a somewhat normal pace. Sleep, work, walk, eat, relax, and repeat. My days are full, but there isn’t a frantic feel to them, and I am just taking them hour by hour.
Tomorrow Steve and I are going to go to Kelowna to pick up a few things and just poke around. We’ll go out for lunch, and it’s going to be so nice to just spend some time along with my dear Stevie.