...would be one that could take the thoughts out of my head and transpose them directly onto my blog. I have all these great ideas for posts and things I want to say and I don't have the time or materials to write them down and flesh them out. And then they're gone, into the ether of my mind. Some snippets of posts or ideas that this phantom device would have caught...
I feel like a really awful horrible friend sometimes when I realize that I haven't talked to the people who helped make me who I am in far too long. Girls that, whether they know it or not, help keep me focused on who I am and that I take strength and comfort from that who I am is pretty dang awesome because they never forget it about themselves. These women span my life from before elementary school to the present.
I despair at this time of year because while I love giving presents I hate trying to figure out what the right present is. I agonized over what to get DH for his birthday, was affirmed by things he mentioned that I had indeed picked the right present, and then wasn't convinced until we were sitting rink-side while a hockey fight was taking place in the 3rd period. His Christmas present, by the way, is a no-brainer...this year. But I'm almost frozen with trepidation when looking for others. I take it personally when a present isn't the right one, like I've somehow dropped the friendship ball because I didn't get the exact perfect gift.
I just finished Chris Bohjalian's newest book The Night Strangers. If this book were a movie I would not have been able to watch it, it's that much of a thriller. It was amazing and agonizing and brilliant all at once. I couldn't stop reading to find out what happened but I didn't want to know either. The ending was, as always, true to life. I love a book where not everyone is happy as a clam at the end. When does that ever happen in real life? If we are to lose ourselves in a book then make it realistic or not at all. When the two mix I have a really hard time believing the characters. If this sounds a little too much to start with, read his Midwives or The Double Bind to ease into him as an author.
This week is my favorite week of the year. Thanksgiving!!!! I can't wait to make DH and I our very first Thanksgiving meal...a tradition that we intend on keeping for years to come.
And while the rest of the world is attuned to Bella and Edward, I am looking forward to THIS!!!!!
It's the best birthday present I could ever ask for. I only have 5 months to wait for it!
That's all I've got tonight.
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