Saturday, November 3, 2007

In the Quiet

It's late. I have tried to go to sleep a couple of times but I am just so dang antsy. I am staying the night at my parents tonight and I think the fact that they have the Internet, well, it's like sirens just calling and alluring me out of bed.

I have read quite a bit of Cold Tangerines so far and I LOVE this book already. It is so well written and it's touching. I had one tiny tear trickle down the side of my face tonight while reading it. I relish moments like that. She says that her book is a shameless appeal for celebration. How we should count each moment in our life as precious. How splendid it is to live in the present moment and enjoy the gifts of the Creator. How simple it is to forget.

Enzo had a long day today. He stayed in his crate a lot since we are at my parents. He would ever so often come out and make a quick trip around the house and then quickly journey back into his safe place. Sweet baby. I read up on some ways to try and help socialize him. Hopefully I will have the discipline to follow through. And hopefully Matt will stop trying to scare the hell out of him just to make me mad....ugh...brothers.

My parents made it home tonight safe and sounds from their much deserved cruise. They had a great time. Every time they leave and I have limited access to them, I get suddenly homesick, hence the sleepovers at the house this weekend. I started to think about how different my life would be if I could not pick up the phone to call my mom to discuss the smallest of details in my life. I pray that the Lord BLESS us with many more years of memory-making and precious small talk. Okay, enough of that. I will get teary eyed and honestly, freak myself out. Dad killed it at the casino on vacation. I think he said he walked away being about $900 up. He handed Matt and I each $100 to partake in his fun of winning. He is always so generous. Anyone up for a steak dinner?

Really should go to bed now. Enzzy is already snuggled up next to me, probably dreaming about fleeing from scary strangers. I am so glad that I have him for the upcoming winter. He is like a little hot water bottle and helps keep me warm through the night. He needs me too of course. : )

Goodnight. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite.

1 comments:

dmbcrash said...

Umm...im always up for some steak! sounds like a good book your reading, oh and by the way i bet enzo is like a warm bottle of water and im guessing that is referring to the little accident he had the other night =)