time is sort of getting away from me more and more these days.
Thursday was family dinner for my sisters birthday. It was pretty lovely, much lovelier than last year anyway, though there were still issues with TOC's mouth. I suppose though, that that is to be expected at this point. Maybe dad's right, maybe 'that's just her personality', although that doesn't exactly bode well for her does it?
Anyway, it doesn't matter. It was a great night anyway.
Friday was chaos at work. R was out of town for the day, a fact that the boss man totally forgot and so I was left there all alone all day. I was in a pretty foul mood anyway, so really it was probably for the best. I went home, did my homework, took my tests, and fell asleep trying to finish Wuthering Heights. I woke up with my mood much improved.
Saturday I woke up waaaaaaaay before dawn to go fossil hunting. I came up around Picket Post Mountain just as the sun was coming up and it was the most beautiful thing I've seen in a long time. I picked up V when her graveyard shift at the mine ended and we headed up the mountain. I haven't gotten out there nearly as often in the last six or so weeks as I would have liked to, and it was nice to be up there again. It's my favorite place in all the world. We hung out up there until the heat and lack of shade started to melt our skin off, and then we drove home. We stopped along the way to check out the lookout spot over the mine and V explained the process and told me what all the trucks are for. It was pretty awesome.
Sunday I woke up early and spent the day diligently avoiding my homework. The dog and I did all sorts of ridiculous things, none of which helped me prepare for my classes this week. It was the greatest show of procrastination I've put on in recent memory. Then, when I could procrastinate no longer, I went to sleep.
Today Dad brought me the dasher to my ice cream machine. I plan on making my first batch later this week, and I am pretty dang excited about it. R and I blew through the mountains of work we had from Friday and today and then I ate myself into a food coma. I came home and spent some more time avoiding my school work, then I read some Wuthering Heights in the bathtub, procrastinated a little more, and then read one of the two articles I have to lead the discussion on. Currently I'm trying to decide if I want to read the other one tonight, or wake up extra early in the morning and finish my prep work. Right about now the morning is looking pretty good...
Well Dear Friend, that's about all that I know. I'm sorry that your phone is broken and I miss having you around, you know, either via text or your blogs or Facebook. It's strange, very strange, not having you around all the time. But I miss you terribly, I hope things are looking up for you there in the land of mist and fog, and I'm excited to start working on our project.
Lots of love.
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