8.06.2009

Eighty-Seven Rivers

Post Number Eighty-Seven already. Geez....never thought I'd come this far.
(Now is where I start planning what I'll do for the Hundredth Post.)

I'm still floating around in Wedding Planning Land, and it is pleasant. Found the dress I will someday wear and started working out so I could look good in it this morning. :D

My mother and I popped in a Taebo tape and huffed and puffed along to Billy Banks's "Push your butt into the floor!"

Now I am listening to elegant music and warding off an impending cold with hot peppermint tea (never try cold peppermint tea. It is Nastay).

In the midst of all this hum-druminess, I've found serenity.
What did that one Wise Man say? Serenity is found in simplicity?
It is quite true.

Last night, after poring over Modern Bride, I went to sleep and dreamt organdy-and-chiffon-swathed dreams. I woke up at an even 10:thirty, exercised as far as my out-of-shape self could, showered, fed Isaac Jeremiah and put him to sleep, and pined after the trip to Orlando that I could not participate in. Now I am online, my sister is outside, both brothers are sleeping, Papa is at work, and Mama's finishing the bridesmaid dresses.

I was very worried over my Fine Arts story because of a fatal mistake I made (if I make it, I make it unfairly and my FA reputation will be forever tarnished. If I don't make it... well, you know. So it's a lose/lose situation.), but now I am all right.

Oh! It's Thursday!

I don't think I ever mentioned how much I love Thursdays. Sweet Thursdays.

I began a literary thinger a few months ago where I would sum up the entire week since Thursday in a sort of paragraph poem. Haven't done it in a while, but it was sweet while I was still continuing.

It gave me perspective.

But even now, as I think on Thursdays, a delectable taste comes into my mind; a mental bowl of chocolate ice cream, if you will.

Dude - there are so many things to love in life. I'm so glad God has given me the gift of life. It's such a Huge gift! It's insane!

But so lovely.
Moon river, wider than a mile
I’m crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you’re goin’, i’m goin’ your way

Two drifters, off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see
We’re after the same rainbow’s end, waitin’ ’round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me

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