Moving

My posts are so random - I forget a lot of the time to write. However, I'm going to try to be more diligent about posting (we'll see).

I'm almost unpacked from moving home from St. Louis. The experience of moving has been a rollercoaster of emotions. I was so sad to leave the wonderful city of St. Louis - with its beautiful fall colors and countless potential experiences. But it has also been a blessing to have my family around me every day - to cook dinner with them or just sit around and talk. Moving back to Morton also meant moving further away from Chris - which sucks. But with a more flexible schedule, I can actually go see him more often now than I could when I was in St. Louis. So, my whole 'moving experience' has been like that - some good, some bad. It makes a difference to know that the next time I move, I'll be moving with my favorite person :)

Christopher James and I got a kitten. It was kind of like adopting a kid, but not at all.

His name is Scout Jimmy. Scout after the character in To Kill a Mockingbird (even though our Scout is a boy) and Jimmy because that was his name at Open Door Animal Sanctuary.

Having him around makes my life so much happier. And he's just so darn cute!!

It only rhymed because I said it.

Oh, and Smokey the Bear does not exist, apparently ;)

6.5.08

Here...with the smell of tar, making a left hand turn - I will always think of you!

Christopher James and I spent the afternoon yesterday looking at clouds on Grandview. Some may have thought it was hot outside, but laying in the shade in the cool breeze was perfect!! Cloud shape identification - markin' it off of the list from last summer!

Look! That one looks like a bird!
Sure, it has some sort of blue around it's neck.
Or it's just decapitated.
Ok, so it's a decapitated bird.
Alouette!!

CE-men(t)!

Oh, and we had a summer snowball fight.

An apologetic turtle

I think a microchip in my brain got loose last night and my brain exploded. I've never acted like that before in my life. I'm not the most social person, but I can make conversation. But I was a turtle in my shell - a turtle that went nutso. I can't even explain because there is no explanation. I think I just felt like all the people who have ever made fun of me my whole life were sitting at that table with me. I know they weren't those people, it was all in my mind.

But like I said, I went crazy and that's never happened to me before. And I hurt someone I love more than life. I didn't mean to. I wanted to have fun. I wanted to be with the love of my life. But I wasn't the person that went crazy - that was the turtle. That wasn't me. But I can't say that it wasn't me who hurt my best friend. That was my fault. And I'm sorry.



I need my love to forgive me so that I can kill the turtle.

Kant

"...two things fill the mind with ever new and increasing admiration and awe...the starry heavens above me and the moral law within me."

- Immanuel Kant

Where Have All the Hippies Gone?

Today I saw a Ford mini-van driving on War Memorial displaying the bumper sticker "Where Have All the Hippies Gone?"

Well, apparently, they all bought mini-vans.