sunday morning rain is falling

rainy days are the best days for “scabum” days.

(scabum day: lounging around in pjs, watching movies, avoiding leaving the house at all costs!)

not sure how that phrase got coined but this is how the marine and i spent most of our weekends in high school. we were extremely lucky. our parents let us spend the weekends together at my house. no, we did not sleep together. (the thought of having sex in the bedroom i grew up in totally freaked me out!) he slept on the couch in my living room right outside my parent’s room and i was upstairs in my bedroom. there was just something so comforting about knowing he would be there when i woke up.

anyways! we’re both homebodies and love nothing more than being scabums. with a thunderstorms rolling through north carolina today is the perfect day for one of our favorite days. going to make a big meatloaf dinner tonight too.

most excellent way to spend a sunday.

leo seems pretty okay with our scabum day too!

xoxo

rmw.

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marine wife, dog mom, coffee drinker & lover of wonderful things.

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it is most certainly puppy love ❤ just be here with me. 
signed: the moon. the stars. your still-hot-cup-of-coffee. your daughter. your son. your spouse. your heart. the green grass. the wild flowers. the waters you long to swim in. the color yellow. the color blue. your favorite poem. your favorite blanket. the wind in your hair. the waves on the ocean. the mountain air. your dad. your mom. the rain. the ice-cream cone. the butter sizzling with garlic in the frying pan. the grocery clerk with the sad, kind eyes. postcards waiting to be sent. the city squirrel. the county squirrel. jupiter. the photo album. your grandma's rosary. your favorite song. ink and paper. your best friend. the money in your wallet. the fork in your hand. brushes and paint. downward facing dog. the color turquoise. the almost invisible shade of pink. god. the skyline. the earth beneath your feet. a hammock. the shade of a giant tree. this moment, right here, now. your bones. your belly laugh. your breath. your breath. your breath. (quote from pinterest) a short list of things i love: america, cocktails, red lips, my chalkboard, grilled food but most importantly long weekends spent with my loved ones. happy birthday america! thanks for giving us the day off to celebrate 🍻

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