How do you describe a perfect day?
It varies with age, with circumstance, with everything in life that occurrs.
Yesterday, I had a perfect day.
My husband and I picked up a friend and went out to breakfast. Good coffee, good friends and LOTS of good food. I stopped eating before I exploded, but although I do not usually enjoy pre-fetal chickens, my breakfast was excellent.
Then we went to play golf. Cochoti golf course is on the Santa Domingo pueblo. They do not have a casino, the course is about 25 miles off of the interstate, and is almost lost in the hills and canyons.
Yes, it was a very hot day. Yes, I played as poorly as always (2 bogies - we WON'T talk about the rest)
But the course is beautiful. The setting is beautiful, and we had a WONDERFUL time.
Afterwards, coming home, we stopped in Albuquerque for dinner. The resturant we choose happens to have a jazz band that plays on Tuesday nights. GREAT food, good music, good friends.
It was a perfect day.
How to define a perfect day at this age?
A perfect day is when you drop your friend off and DON'T heave a sigh of relief. Instead, you say:
What a Perfect Day!
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