happiness is a bowl of cherries . . .

and i mean the real thing but in case they are not around, i will happily settle for a bowl or two of these little guys:

whenever i happen to be in hobby lobby i score a bag or two and since kidlet needed supplies, i went along for the cherry drops.  food must still have been on our minds because we decided to treat ourselves to an early dinner at carrabba's.  nothing a little polo rosa maria won't cure and a little apple cinnamon tart with vanilla ice cream.  slurp and double slurp.  we waddled back to the car.  good thing i'm back to walking on the days i don't have yoga.