Joy, Joy
It's 60 degrees in Fargo. The sun is out. Last night, my man took me on a downtown date. There was the hippest of German Bier Halls, several battalions of 5K runners and old time jamz. We slurped on smoothies* for breakfast. I just returned by foot (yes, I walked because you can do that when its 60 degrees) from a deep tissue massage. There is an ice coffee six inches from my keyboard. And I even got to dust off my beloved and sacred Rainbows.
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| about to head to Downtown, baby... |
*a green monster smoothie at that!
