Aromatic Goodness

The smell of garlic, onions, and tomatoes fill the air of my cramped little cave-dwelling.

Fresh-made pasta sauce cools on the counter.

The godawful mess is cleaned up. The dishes are drying.

A CD I ordered has come in the mail.

The weather today was simply gorgeous as the ocean breeze began.

I get paid tomorrow.

I have plans with friends both Friday and Saturday. Both events promise to be great fun with friends I have a long history with.

Life is good. I really need to stop bitching about the little things that don't go the way I want.

Life is damn good.

And I have fresh-made pasta sauce! Mmm...