I was having a crappy day -- and then I saw the moon rise, weighty and golden. Massive and thick orange. I stopped and stood there in the Costco parking lot, mouth agape.

Suddenly everything was better.

This morning I sang with the worship team. I was worried I might have to cancel because of this sore throat I'm trying to fend off. It went so well. The set was marvelous; when I first saw it I thought, "oh great I hope I don't cry in the middle of one of these songs ( Read more... )

We were on break; I discussed E's psychotic neighbor with her until K came in and announced she had boy problems. We turned to listen ( Read more... )

Every time I turn the key in the Scion it wishes me a "Merry Christmas!" I need to change that. What should it say instead? (By "say" I mean the text display on the radio panel ( Read more... )

Man oh man. I heard an electric violin for the first time in my life today and it was played very, very well. It was so hauntingly, achingly beautiful one minute and then skipping and laughing and singing (really, it was singing, you know how they say a violin is the closest instrument to the human voice) the next. Wow. I was so disappointed to ( Read more... )

Today I didn't get out of bed until 11:30 am. I cannot remember the last time that happened. I don't know what's with me today. I've done nothing except finish the Rick Bragg book, research him online, browse my blog archives with a cat draped across my shoulders and (randomly) wish Elise was here ( Read more... )

I seriously do not stop. I don't! Except to blog. And I can't really do that as much as I want to anymore. And there still is a mountain of clean laundry on the futon. Really, it's a mountain. Even Methyl hasn't attempted to scale its lofty heights. I haven't even eaten dinner yet (currently snacking on Cheese Nips and had an English Muffin but I ( Read more... )

Today I felt empowered. I did lots; I did everything, almost ( Read more... )

Am enjoying this stage of my life right now. We both work overtime at jobs we love, commuting together and talking together about our days on the way home. I love how he still (!!!) thinks and tells me I'm totally hot and sexy even when I'm wearing sweats and a sweatshirt and leopard slippers and just stumbled out of bed and when I roll my barely ( Read more... )

Dragging ( Read more... )