That song keeps playing over and over in my mind, or just that one verse of that song.
"The heart has a language of it's own.
It speaks in tongues and quiet sighs and prayers and proclamations." 
Just that verse.  It is simply beautiful. I don't even really like the rest of the song all that much.  Well, maybe I do. 

 I bought a used karaoke machine today, only to get it home and realize it doesn't work. I'm returning it in the morning.  I also purchased some nice crocheted beanies at the antique store. And while I was there decided to try on a $1500 emerald ring.  It was a rather large on my finger though.  Oh, and Rufus got a haircut. He looks so darling, I almost forgot he was a poodle.

 I think I want a made for Christmas.  I want an older one, not the young, hot ones that sleep with your husband.  Okay, that is a sign of watching too many silly movies.  I'm sure that doesn't happen that often.  Or maybe it does.  Or maybe I can just buy a robotic made.  Of course, then I would probably end up like Will Smith in I, Robot. 

Grass

It's funny how the grass always seems greener on the other side.  The truth is that all the grass is green or all the grass is brown on both sides.  Depending on how you look at your life.  Today, all of my grass is brown.  I know it's not really brown when I look at the bigger picture, but in my world right now, it's brown.  It was brown in Alabama and in Florida, but I thought it would be green in Arkansas.  Well, I have news, it's brown here too.  I think it might even be a little bit more brown here than anywhere else. Maybe it's just all mud here, there is no grass at all.

Sweet November

I wanted to write a blog yesterday, but I got side-tracked shopping for nik-naks instead.  I wanted to write because it's November now, the most romantic month of the year.  It is for me anyway. Not just because I was married in November, or because Brian said, "I love you" to me for the first time in November.  It's because it is a time of beauty and Thankfulness. The weather is cool and everything in nature is like eye-candy for me this month.  We celebrate Thanksgiving, a real American holiday with meaning, and Winter is well on it's way. Even with the lack of sleep I had last night and the vomit I have been cleaning up all day from my sick little one, I am feeling incredibly blissful. So many of my friends are caught up with the hustle and bustle of this money-driven, fast-paced sham of a life that society tells us to live. It's easy to get sucked up in all that mess.  But I don't want to just step back and enjoy a moment every now and then, I want to stay back and enjoy every minute of the life we were created for.  Our time is now, and I'm tired of missing out.

There are two trees outside of Ethan's school that I see every day.  Two weeks ago I noticed how marvelous they looked with all the bright, yellow leaves in contrast with their dark, brown trunks. I even took a picture of them with my phone, but a long weekend is all that it took for them to become completely bare. I have to admit that I was disappointed that all of the yellow beauty couldn't last just a little longer.

The changing seasons are a perfect example of how fast time escapes us. Let us not waste it anymore.