It used to be my night to grab a beer, read "Baking with Plath" and the try to be inspired. Why wait to be inspired? I wasn't waiting...I was initiating inspiration.
Today, Thursday, I had to move a little quicker. I have 15 minutes before I have to walk to meet Olive while she meanders unsafely home from school, pretending she is a Big Girl.
I all ready grabbed a beer...I ate my salad...and i read a few blogs. 15 minutes...I have 15...14...13 minutes.
Ok, I just finished reading "The Accidental Buddhist:Mindfulness, Enlightenment, and the Act of Sitting Still" Dinty W Moore (can you imagine)?
I feel enlightened I feel on the right path, even if I do have a beer in my hand.
I snooped on my kids computer, read his Facebook, found out he doesn't know how to tongue kiss and doesn't, yet, look at porn (according to his history file). I tidied up the 6 year olds room and found hidden food items crammed all over the place. (future food issues?)
I must be doing something right...I must be...
Tonight, Bobby is gone to practice, Ilin goes to the dentist then I plan to take the 3 of us to Fancy dinner in Boulder. We will order whatever we want and not think about things for a while. Write at ya tomorrow