When I was picking up dinner Friday night (Cafe Rio to go!), I ran into a friend I hadn't seen in a while. She told me she follows my blog and is inspired by me. It was the highlight of my day. And it made me think, because standing in line to get our food, I didn't feel very inspiring.
(Look closely and you'll see a 3-year old crying outside the front door because
she likes walking out of a room and slamming a door when she's mad.
The front door was the closest one this time.)