I Miss...

the warm weather.  the sun is out and beautiful today but it is bone chilling cold out there.

flip flops.  the tan lines on my feet.

tank tops and the perfect jeans with 'em.

candee.

melissa.

lindsey.

around a Starbucks table on Gage/Keene. 

my size 2 jeans.

working at Pier 1.

my dad.  the missing him comes in waves now.  it's when i need a listening ear that i really miss him.

being 5.

the pot roast burger from red robin.  they have a different version now.  never mess with an original.

writing poetry.  it's been years.  as in high school years.

the tiny babies that my girls once were.

sharing a bedroom with my sisters.

my beagle.

the big white car i used to ride around in with my BFF and her boyfriend in high school.  some seriously good times.  Rick Springfield good times.

the H fam.

the first year we were married.  okay, i don't miss it but wish i could do it over.

sugar saying, "hunna" for "hungry" but now she says "thankully" instead of "thankfully" and I love that too.

the days when i wasn't hesistant to get on the scale.

the days when i could run 5 miles, no big!  that was half my lifetime ago.  i'm getting so old.

my SIL living in the same town.

hanging out at my in-laws in the days before we had kids and they had responsibilities of their own.  when it was just cards and snacks and movie nights.

the bottom of the laundry basket.