I love my library.
This time of year I get a little weary of the desert life, but I’m grateful it’s 2009 and not 1909. We had some electrcical issues at work earlier this week which meant we had no AC for the afternoon. Needless to say it didn’t take long for the office to get mighty toasty. As we complained about the stuffiness of it being 80+ degree inside I couldn’t help but think we have it easy as apple pie. Not so long ago people were settling the land, conducting business, tending homesteads and families with no cooling action.
Also thinking about the past…can you imagine being a pioneer or farmer or average person with allergies before allergy medication? I can’t. Cutting hay without Zyrtec would be miserable.
I need to drink more water.
I think it’s cool that my pediatrician was from India and that Beau’s pediatrician is from India. I also think it’s cool that my mom, my grandma and I were all baptized by the same man.
If it’s 110 outside I don’t think it’s so smart to put your baby in a footed sleeper and blankie when going to the doctor. Just my thinking.
I am enjoying watching the life cycle of the cotton crops near our house. I am anxious to see what is now a sea of green become a see of white.
After my bout with a nasty case of food poisoning last night/this morning I don’t want to see a pizza for a good long time.
I am reading a book right now that was written by a cousin of mine. As I read I keep thinking of family members that she may or may not have modeled certain characters after.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what you leave behind. Not the things you leave behind – who cares much about them – but the relationships and your legacy and leaving a good name.
Beau is still sleeping through the night in his own room. We may be on to something permanent!
I wonder where we’ll all be a year from now and ten years from now.
I just want to curl up in bed right now and wake up when my stomach isn’t doing the topsy turvy dance.