Tuesday
morning,
Never
looked so good.
I'm
already in,
In
a daydream.
(In a Daydream by The Freddie Jones Band)
What a perfect morning to ramble on randomly with total recklessness. I’m not the only one who does this. Just go visit Stacey Uncorked and you’ll see.
Whoa, baaaabyyyyy! 92 Degrees on the way today. I
LOVE hot weather and, actually, it can never be too hot for me. I’d rather be
too hot than too cold any day of the week! This kind of weather means warm
water and swimming to me. Also, it’s time to break out the paddleboard just
before sunset, one of my favorite times of the day and a great way to get/keep
my head on straight.
Why is it that I spend all day long thinking that
I have nothing to write and that I’ll just read my time away instead, then when
I hop in bed, all sorts of ideas begin invading my brain, so much so that I
struggle to fall asleep because I’m willing myself to remember everything in
the morning? I refuse to turn on the light at that point ‘cause it’s late and
I’m NOT getting out of my cozy bed. I give up on this sleep thing. I here by
declare, “Sleep…You’re Overrated!” anyway!!!
Still catching up from being away for a while and
hating the laundry as usual so it’s sort of not getting done, at least, so far.
What’s really been weird since we’ve been home is being in my house without my
darling, brown creatures accompanying my every move (the bathroom gets crowded
when two 75 lb. Labs join you). No kids. No dogs. Too quiet for me. Changing
this immediately.
So I might have called my husband mean last
night because he said, “For Heaven sakes, no more dogs.” I can do a pretty mean
(in a good and loving way) puppy dog/bat the lashes eye thing and it's usually pretty effective,
at the very least, able to get a “Maybe”. My end goal is for a rescue Lab in
the near future. It’s going to take a lot of sugar sprinkled around to get this
to happen BUT I’m good with sugar tactics.
I have this theory about parties, weddings and
things like that. You have to make your own fun, be responsible for you,
because sometimes things just aren’t. Like the wedding I went to this weekend.
On paper, it should have been the best wedding ever...set in a grove, on a beautiful
day, on a vineyard ranch in California. My friends and I took matters in our own
hands with some decent results…
(Sure,
stick me on a horse for your own amusement)
(Susie
and I always think we should kiss things/people, even ponies)
(Why
is there a Gucci mini car in the lobby of the hotel at Midnight?)
(Where’s
Security? And why don't people tell me to mind my behavior or go to bed?)
If you made it through this entire “Ramble
Session”, congratulations and thank you for indulging me. Sometimes this is all
we can do or all our minds will allow.
