One Little Slip

to do for my classes. But I just cant bring myself to do it. The books just sit there and stare at me and I can do nothing more than to stare back at them.

Theres something that just seems less exciting about the Christanity chapter than there was about the Hinduism chapter.

And honestly history seemed so romantic to me until I started reading the required text. No word of a lie, when ever I begin to read it, I fall asleep. Fast asleep. I cant even force myself through it.

*sigh*

singing Cindarella at the top of my lungs in my opera voice…is annoying to some people aka. J.

Its just too bad for him because hes stuck with it…for life!

every week until the new postsecrets are posted, on sunday. Many are sorta sad but there are a few that are just sooo cool that it becomes addictive.

Check it out: www.postsecret.com

Has totally become “my show” again. Many many years ago I used to watch, it until it went way downhill but now that Rosie O’donnell has joined the ladies…its been totally transformed.

Its no longer about meanless fluff, its now very political, real, fresh and extremly opinionated. It makes the show more relevant and worthy of a second look (if you havent seen it in awhile).

In my opinion Rosie is more herself then shes ever been on tv and it is quite apparent that shes been rubbing off on Joy, Elizabeth and Barbra. They too seem to be expressing thier opinions more openly and more willingly.

This show could even by pass all guests and just be these women talking about the world and its many relevant issues, for the entire hour.

Its just such a breath of fresh air to have some real people (mainly Rosie), speaking candidly without any hesitation or fear. I just wish there was less criticism from people who dont even watch the show and more praise for doing what no one else on tv is currently doing.

Know my moods and momentary personality shifts better than I do. They have an intuitive sense that is more precise than any human I have ever known.

Lets take tonight for instance, I was longing and hurting for company, yet they were fast asleep in bed. Having known how I was feeling, Sobe came out followed by Willow. Sensing it was going to be a long night, they both stopped for a bite to eat and drink, before coming over and getting cozy with me. Willow visited for awhile, while Sobe rested in the background, an hour or so later switching letting Willow rest while Sobe came over to sit on my lap and comfort me.

Both so attentive and affectionate, I cant help but think what *loving people* living without cats are missing.

When I snack they snack, and vice versa. When they nap, I nap and vice versa. We are such a perfectly tuned unit that I couldnt imagine living even a second without either one of them.

We are our own little family of strays and founds and its just amazing how we’ve all fit together just perfectly…lovingly and perfectly.

Down here in South Florida, theres no such thing as a winter rain storm. It’s currently the dry season and I can feel it all over. I miss the humidity but most of all I miss the rain storms like we used to get back home on the farm.

When it rains here its usually for a short instant and falls heavy and fast. It comes without warning and passes leaving parted clouds and a clear blue sky.

But its the thrill of the storm that I miss.

When even the trees and grass know that it is going to rain. The clouds roll in and blanket the sky in a dark heavy quilt, as the wind picks up and the trees begin to rustle anxiously. This was when you knew to get inside, wrap up in a comforter and watch the dramatic unfolding of what can truly be called a rain storm.

The cracks of thunder and strikes of lightening stretch out and reach all around you. Coming from all directions and forcing the rain to beat upon the earth, in an intense force of nature. Even the whistling of the wind and moisture from the storm would creep inside the house leaving you feeling cool and dewey.

Where I’m from there was usually never any worry of a storm like this being followed by a tornado. Which gave you the freedom to go out on the front porch, sit on the wooden step and just watch. I only remember a few instances when I would go out dancing in the rain, but just to have the option was comforting in itself.

After an hour or a few hours, the storm would pass and you could count its passing through each roll of thunder and clacking of lightening. Before you knew it, it was gone. Leaving a fresh new beginning for trees, crops, flowers and animals. The earth would be moist and soft, and the trees would have a new gleam of color. You could feel how fresh the storm had left everything in its path. The air would be new again and would smell clean and refreshing, and the humidity having left with the storm would leave the air crisp and cool.

This was natures way of wiping the slate clean and giving everything and everyone a chance to begin a new. The driveways would be fresh for new chalk drawings, the cars would have been given a free bath, and the temperature would have dropped a few degrees giving everyone a needed break from the heat. Its amazing what natures does all on its own, if given an uninterrupted chance.

Florida doesnt know what its missing, but I do.

Is keeping me up all night. J and I watched a movie this evening, so it wasnt until after 11pm that I started my algebra. What a huge mistake. I was pretty much whipping through it and when I finished up and was actually ready to fall asleep…I realized that my brain was still wide awake. I am seriously exhausted, cant harldy keep my eyes open, yet my mind it racing all over the place.

Even while I was working on these really complex algebra problems, I was thinking of a million, trillion things. I couldnt even keep my mind concentrated on my homework. Well seeing as though I wasnt having any issues with the work, I just let my mind do its thing, while my hand worked out the problem.

Earlier in the day I took a much needed nap, and still feel drained of any energy. I guess I am just here waiting for my mind to exhaust itself aswell. I just rolled my eyes, at myself…because its been a know fact that when this thing gets going its almost impossible to shut it off.

I think that I am way over due for a yoga class, its the only thing that seems to be able to tame this wild beast.

Oh and another thing, if trying to fall asleep wasnt hard enough, my tummy was wanting a snack. Had a snack, it too isnt satisfied.

I think I’ll give the old Simpsons-trick a whirl. It always transports me to a place of calm and lets me drift away in to dreamland…yet my best sleep is that which is uninterrupted by silly dreams.

Ok well that was my 2am grrrr. Assume that all is well if there are no more (middle of the night) rants to follow.

Although I never made it to the fortune teller aka palm reader. I still had a great time at the South Florida Renaissance festival. I had my hair braided in a *now I forget the name* royal crown? Ok I could be totally making that name up but I did take lots of pictures. Its the most gorgeous my hair has ever looked and the best part was that it was long enough to work with. The girl that did it was amazing and as small as the world seems to be, she was born and raised a hop, skip and a jump from where I was.

I also got another toe ring, to replace those which are now long broken and forgotten. Its gold, Florida brings out my love for yellow gold, it seems to go so well with the sunshine.

And lastly I bought some really spectacular honey soap, in three varities, patchouli being my obvious first choice. J bought some honey from the bees in Scotland and then I got a piece of beeswax to keep in my dresser as a nice way to keep it smelling fresh and honey-like.

They had every type of honey imaginable but I was weary to try any because thats just the way I am. Instead I made J taste them, he seemed to have enjoyed it.

I’ve never tried kettle corn before but I was overwhelmed by how good it smelled…I just wanted to jump in that kettle and fill my face; I resisted however.

All in all it was a great day, I think M&L and A would all really love it. So I know where I’ll be next year. Hair pictures soon to follow.

I’m a slave to my pajamas.

Current mood: Feisty, yet sleepy.

Tasks completed today: Went shopping, bought 3 super cute dresses and enjoyed every second of it.

Slept in until: 10:30ish

TV watched: The View and thats it…woah that must be a record for the week.

Naps taken: Zero.

Currently wearing: my pajamas

Highlight of the day: Getting an out of the blue call from my brother and an impromptu cuddle from Sobe.

Plans for the evening: Well I think theres still time for a movie. But earlier we went to dinner and walked around on Las Olas, I wore one of my new dresses.