Goals. Ambitions. Dreams.
There are the big goals, the life goals, the “set foot on six continents before I’m thirty” goals. Then there are the Sunday goals. After packing, two weeks of travel, unpacking, mounds of laundry and co-planning a holiday party for 100+ people, my subsequent Sunday goal was sleeping late! My ambition was pajama lounging, watching an epic film and more lounging! My dream was an almond croissant and other brunch accoutrements. I met all my goals, achieved my ambitions and all my Sunday dreams came true!
One Village Coffee smells amazing, tastes amazing, and the packaging design has the right idea! I shared my simple Sunday goals. Even if my “party” was closer to an unparty or party recovery, the packaging and I had the same sentiment. Plus, Jono is really good at preparing a mountain of fruit.
With a bottle of prosecco chilling in the refrigerator, there was even greater potential for a-no-place-to-go/no-place-to-be sort of Sunday. Being the proud [quirky] owner of a juicer, there was even greater potential for a brunch [all day] bellini with a bit of a nutrient boost (or maybe just more of a nutrient balance). While Jono meticulously removed the pith, I had fun structuring the garnishes.
My fulfilled dream… an almond croissant purchased with Saturday foresight (they’re closed Sundays, and why would one want to leave bed for the trip to the bakery?) from La Gourmandine.
Tisk, tisk, tisk Jono, don’t touch the squirrel, but DO click on the photo below, and … let’s GIF it started!! ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓
With one dream reached, it was time for a projection of Fellini’s 8 1/2. I will need a few more simple Sundays of viewing that film (or maybe some academic insight) before I begin to understand Fellini, but I’m fine with that.
Here’s to dreams and simple Sundays (and Sunday smiles)!