Outside my window…. it’s dark. It has been beautiful day, but now it’s done. Grateful for the sun.
I am thinking… Dexter is a great show.
I am thankful for… information. Preferably in writing. Contractual agreements. That kind of thing. Put your money where your mouth is, that’s what I say. At least that’s what I say today.
From the kitchen…. vanilla ice cream that a neighbor made us is calling my name. Loudly.
I am wearing… stripy pajama pants, a light blue pajama top and purple wool socks.
I am reading…this and that. Going slow with Dark Nights of the Soul, mostly listening during long walks with Baker. Also reading a chapter every few days in Martha Beck’s Finding Your Own North Star. Nothing wrong with a little self-help people. My fiction of the moment is American Wife (Curtis Sittenfeld). I’ve been wanting to get to this for a while. I LOVED Prep and this one feels good so far.
I am hoping… that this peaceful, calm feeling continues.
Around the house… we are playing our own version of dueling laptops. Everyone who lives here is currently on the couch. This is not a particularly large couch. Cozy though. I like that. Toad is investigating the medical licensure process in the new state and I (quite clearly) am blogging. The boys are making sleeping sounds.
One of my favorite things… is writing every day. Finding myself on the page.
A few plans for the rest of the week…. Tmw night we are meeting our new lesbian couple friends (T&J) for dinner. I’m thinking Latin food. On Thursday night LG is coming over for pizza and a movie. Netflix will be delivering Food Inc. and we will be watching. At some point over the weekend we are going to celebrate the big job and Toad is eager for a major organizational overhaul. Excitement afoot.
A “picture thought I’m sharing…this ladies and gentlemen is Mr. Max Peacock. On Halloween he likes it if you call him “Darth Max”. I just spent my 3rd Halloween with this guy and I think he might be starting to mellow. A bit.