December 3, 2014

 Since I didn't have the kids, and I have learned about my ability to get ready for a 18 hour day in 17 minutes flat, I set a late alarm for 6:47 and slept a little bit under six hours.  There wouldn't be any yoga today and just a pre-15 to 20 minutes sitting in bed waking up, but it was much better than yesterday morning, minus the adrenaline. I was very grateful for the doghouse we had built Saturday for our canines Who Are Driving Me Nuts,   as the rains, though not heavy, were fairly constant.  What a beautiful beginning of the day.

An interesting musing upon my seeming transcendence into Hippie-ness <new word!> was had this morning.  I can recall my  earliest respect for not wasting from an  early age. Yet I had the realization today, that in  reading  Roald Dahl's "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" (in particular Violet Beauregarde's Saving of Her Gum <placing it on a bedpost while she sleeps, which I did after I read the book>) was quite possibly what launched me into conserving.  I think Violet (or Roald, to be more accurate) is to credit for my Tree-Hugger hippiness.

I really need to find decent make-up, since, at this point,  now that I am 43 years old, I really have no business walking around without make-up the way I did today, because many people were very concerned about my health asking me if I was feeling okay or if I was tired my feelings were a little hurt <sniff, sniff>   I also am FULLY aware that this is a run-on sentence, but I am QUITE tired.

On of the graduates from our class came back to visit today. This kid... that many were so very concerned about...seems to be doing okay and will be heading to Camp Pendleton in two weeks to join the Marines. It was incredible to see this young man standing so tall and speaking so clearly.  He has been working: full-time job, has an apartment,  has a driver's license (though no car) and while that may not seem like very much to some of us, to others it's the world and it's an incredible accomplishment. I can't speak for anyone else, but I was SO PROUD of see  young man starting to make his way into the world.

My back has been hurting so badly since yesterday afternoon, thus the day was spent leaning against a warm heating pad,  working on homework, listening to the rain.  What a beautiful peaceful afternoon ... as an incredible restful  night awaits.  Good night.

Pictures:  I cannot BELIEVE that no one has found Inuit Dude!  He has been patiently waiting in my dried soy bean jar; A wet, blood-red, rain-soaked, leaf; The Blustery Winds marching the branches and leaves left, then right, then up, then down.  Eeyore would be in Heaven.  I know I was.