I'm off planet
That's as far as I got the other night when I tried to blog while I was...well...off planet. I think I wanted to write about being frustrated with the media and our culture's obsession with the most trivial things...blah blah blah. It doesn't matter anymore. I ended up falling asleep looking at pictures of puppies and around 3 am someone gently removed the computer from my lap. Thank you.
It still isn't officially winter yet (9 more days I believe) but it's now too cold for me to want to get out of bed on my days off. If you want to know the truth I only got out of bed for a couple of hours today (grocery shopping). The rest of the day was spent under the covers planning a trip to Italy in June. A birthday present for us june bugs.
I'm going home in 10 days and I can't wait. There really is nothing like going home. It will refresh my soul and prepare me for the winter ahead. Andrew went home yesterday and I must admit that I'm jealous he gets to spend so much more time there than I do. I'm going to go to Midnight Mass with him this year. My first Catholic service ever! I've been craving a bit of spirituality lately and although Catholicism isn't quite what I'm looking for I think the atmosphere will be nice all the same. I'm rambling now and my spiritual yearnings are to be saved for another post so I'll just stop there.
After listening to the Pharmer EP 5 or 6 times I've moved onto Cindy Woolf and The Promise Ring because they both remind me of summertime and long drives and coy glances. Mmm...I love those perfect moments. Ok, I've got to get up and do some crunches or something before I get bed sores. Peace!
That's as far as I got the other night when I tried to blog while I was...well...off planet. I think I wanted to write about being frustrated with the media and our culture's obsession with the most trivial things...blah blah blah. It doesn't matter anymore. I ended up falling asleep looking at pictures of puppies and around 3 am someone gently removed the computer from my lap. Thank you.
It still isn't officially winter yet (9 more days I believe) but it's now too cold for me to want to get out of bed on my days off. If you want to know the truth I only got out of bed for a couple of hours today (grocery shopping). The rest of the day was spent under the covers planning a trip to Italy in June. A birthday present for us june bugs.
I'm going home in 10 days and I can't wait. There really is nothing like going home. It will refresh my soul and prepare me for the winter ahead. Andrew went home yesterday and I must admit that I'm jealous he gets to spend so much more time there than I do. I'm going to go to Midnight Mass with him this year. My first Catholic service ever! I've been craving a bit of spirituality lately and although Catholicism isn't quite what I'm looking for I think the atmosphere will be nice all the same. I'm rambling now and my spiritual yearnings are to be saved for another post so I'll just stop there.
After listening to the Pharmer EP 5 or 6 times I've moved onto Cindy Woolf and The Promise Ring because they both remind me of summertime and long drives and coy glances. Mmm...I love those perfect moments. Ok, I've got to get up and do some crunches or something before I get bed sores. Peace!
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anjalee:
Angry? Not me. I presently feel peaceful and relaxed. Not too many complaints here 
gigondas:
Another day, another planet. 