Typical Afternoon

I got back and had a lunch that was good, but not worth writing home about like all my other meals had been.  Soup, spaghetti, and crepes.  The crepes were delish.  I laughed again at the golden agers asking what it was and how you pronounce it.  Hilarious.

That afternoon was my typical nap/reflection/shower/wine/journal.  Dinner, though, was phenomenal.  It was a fish wrapped in spinach and some white sauce.  I wasn't even really hungry enough for it, but if I didn't eat it!  I didn't finish it though.  I showed the tiniest bit of self control.