Oops! Started this yesterday and never got back to finish it…
heard: the lovely voice of one of my oldest and dearest friends
felt: spring breezes and falling temperatures
saw: wrinkled, prune-y fingers from hand washing the stack of dishes that come with cooking for and hosting lovely friends for dinner
tasted: sausage, toast, strawberry yogurt; triscuits and cheese; stingers and carrots. What are stingers, you ask? They are sandwiches served at our college snack shop (The Hive) consisting of chicken tenders, cheese, and various condiments on a hamburger bun. Yes, we now make them at home, and yes, we still call them stingers.
smelled: new running shoes!
How about you?