September 2nd, 2002


Dancing lessons

"Don't you think, Mr. Hyde, that a lady who dances can go to heaven?"

"I do not see how a lady can go to heaven unless she dances."

—John Hyde (as quoted by E. G. Carre in Praying Hyde)

Yesterday I unknowingly wore two completely different socks: different colors, different patterns. I laughed when I saw them on the bed after taking them off.

The wedding was beautiful and fun. Going to a wedding alone is not on my list of favorite things to do, yet I stayed much longer that I usually do and enjoyed the celebration. It was nice.

It occurs to me that, on the whole, I have much more trouble celebrating than I do facing the tragedies of this life. Attending a funeral alone would be perfectly normal, but weddings and parties are difficult. Simply hard. If God sends me a helper one day, she will help me celebrate. And I pray that I can help her be strong.

Today was quite restful. By and large, I've enjoyed how I've spent it. It's how days off ought to be.

The rain felt good.
  • Current Mood
    relaxed relaxed

But she could play a mean tambourine...

Late night grocery run: a stroll down the frozen foods aisle revealed this, which may be one of the more disturbing developments in postmodern pop culture and mass merchandising. I'll be checking the cereal aisle for Yoko Ono's Nutty Flakes next.

Wet pavement at night is one of my favorite things in this world.
  • Current Mood
    accomplished accomplished