Okay, okay, um, the last word was seagulls.

I don't know what I would do without Jen.

I don't believe in isms, I only believe in myself

Aaron is gone till Monday but I kinda needed a break. Not that I don't like being with Aaron, but being a wife of a traveling husband, you get use to having time to yourself. It is a weird situation, because I miss Aaron fiercely while he is gone but at the same time, I enjoy having my own time at night to do whatever I want. And tomorrow, I'm getting a babysitter so I can have a date with Barnes and Noble.

Which brings me to my next thought. Since I started writing my children's book, I haven't had time to read. My philosophy was if I had time to read, I had time to edit. Although right now, I need a break from the revision and so I'm gulping down books that I've been literally building as a to-read stack in my book room...it's not quite a library, patience, patience. So while it has been fun chatting, I'm going to go read. I'm currently reading the Ezekiel Option by Rosenberg: light, exciting, political thriller.

I didn't ask for a dime

Okay, so several weeks ago I lost my wedding ring. I've lost my ring two times before--all the same scenario: I take off my ring and put it on the bathroom counter while I take a shower. Little hands find it and then chuck it somewhere so they don't get caught. The first time it took me 6 hours to find my ring. The second time it took a day and a half to recover it. But this time it has been missing for over a month now.

It stressed me to no end at first; I know it is in this house some where, but I haven't been able to find it no matter how I try. At first I felt weird without it; I missed my constant companion. But now it has been so long that I don't miss its friendship. I'm no longer codependent. This makes me sad.

Aaron lost his wedding ring to the ocean within our first year of marriage. He was devastated and I told him, "it's just a piece of metal and we'll get another one." Although, now that the situation is reversed, I understand how he felt. Still I can't buy a new one because I KNOW IT IS HERE SOME WHERE. I'm hoping, one day I'll be cleaning out a closet or a toy bin and there it will be. I can hope, right?

I've fallen and I can't get up

"Do you think McCain has a sweet Jitterbug phone?"

I said maybe you're going to be the one that saves me

I love change. I chase it. Except for sometimes it catches me spontaneously and I want to return things to the way they were. I close my eyes tight. Tighter. But eventually, curiosity and impatience take over. I peek. Everything is still changed; nothing is as is was before. And all I have left is hope.

it's already been brought

My family loves Amazing Race...collectively, we're a bit obsessed. To the point where I have created a fantasy league for it and we all compete for bragging rights. If you want to join, you may: where the magic happens. I removed the teams feature because it was an extra headache, so it is mono e mono (yeah I have no idea how to spell that). Bring your A game or just get sucked in with the rest of us. The league enrollment closes on the 28th.

I use to sit by the window and I could see the squirrels and they were merry

I have two moments of peace during the day: one, when I'm getting out of the shower, I wrap up in a towel and sit by the side of my tub and clear my head of everything for at least a minute; and two, at 12.30p, I make lunch for the girls and then lie down on the carpet in the living room while they eat. The sun is blanketing the carpet and I curl up in its warmth. (I recognize this is a bit Patsyish but I'm not taking naps in sweaty cars, so I think I'm okay.) This fifteen minutes of peace saves me.