Sunday Thoughts

Theraflu
Warm like tea. Smells tea-ish. Even kinda tastes like tea. Wait! Nope! I take it back! Definitely not tea.

It’s been a slow, relatively lackluster week. So, here are a few end-of-week thoughts, in no particular order:

#1. Theraflu ≠ tea

#2. 101° fever + summer ≠ fun

#3. Netflix + couch + sweatpants = good recovery plan

#4. Audiobooks = joy of reading – exertion of energy

#5. White peaches + peanut butter whoopie pie = satisfying meal (It’s from the farmers’ market! It has to be healthy!)

#6. Great friend + $4 milkshake = best afternoon ever

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