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It's interesting to me that many of the months of this year settle themselves in my memory with their own theme. Let's see... February - that's the month i went back to work--or the kind of work where you do it for someone else's benefit, and they give you money, work. April - that's the month i got to go see my family in Michigan, for free. July - that's the month my cat tried to burn the house down, but succeeded in only scorching the bathroom. August is when we lived in a scorched bathroom and learned a little about making claims on your homeowners insurance. September - that's the month that the super husband and i were separated more than ever before in our marriage - the entire month, excluding some weekends.  Plus, i was relegated to living with generous strangers since my scorched bathroom was missing. (Upon re-reading, i should clarify that we were separated because he had to leave town for work - not because we were "separated.") O...

Some of you have dropped some hints lately, that maybe it has been a while since I posted. You might be right. I can't say that I've been particularly busy, just mostly discombobulated. I got my hero husband back on October first, and its a good thing, because I wasn't coping super well without him. Of course, though the chaos of my heart was soothed, the chaos of my home and the logistics of functioning on a bathing society was just beginning. It's the shower that was and is still missing from our home. Keeping friends, family, and co-workers from suffering the ill-effects of my showerlessness requires planning, a membership at the rec center, early mornings, and careful packing every day. Also, we, thinking, as always that our task would take less time than reality is teaching us it that it will, thought we would use the kitchen as a mixing and tile cutting area. As it turns out, tile cutting is very muddy, and mortar mixing is very dusty. This didn't help th...

In spite of my seemingly close proximity to the ocean, i don't see it very often.  I realized today, that i have not visited the ocean since before I married the super hero. Tonight we had dinner by the beach.  In a few minutes we'll walk on it in the dark.  The first ten minutes or so that we were here, I cried.  I'd forgotten how much I love the beach. The thing that gets to me the most if how unbelievably enormous the water is and how much more beyond my grasp greater, God has to be. It evokes my heart to worship every time i see the sea.  I just can't help it. ******* It has taken me so long to write this post, that i am finishing it a day later.  Before we left the beach last night, we decided that we would get ourselves up and to the beach in time to watch the sun rise this morning.  And that we did. We collected rocks and sea shells; we checked out washed up sea life; we got thoroughly wet in the surf coming further than we anticipated o...

The weather man said that fall began at 4:04 this morning.  I thought about waking up at 4:00 so could be awake for the big moment, but instead, I slept until 5:00, but I was just as happy about fall when I woke up 56 minute after its big debut. Thank  God for fall!!!  And mean that.  Thank God!  Fall is always my favorite part of the year, but at the close of the hottest, driest, most miserable, sans air conditioning in my car, summer on record (or something ridiculous to that effect), when 90 degrees has become cool weather, and the commonest reaction to the sight of rain sounds more like what you would expect to hear if Houston were having a blizzard, just the thought of fall brings a welcome chill, if only from memory of cooler weather recalled from days gone by. Thank God for fall.

I have recently rediscovered the luxury of the second cup of coffee.  I get my first cup of coffee as I head out the door of the kind family who is caring for me at the moment.  So if I want a second cup, I have to stop and buy a refill half way to work.  The gas station where I buy my second cup appears to be clean and brand new, but this cup of coffee....I'm loving it, and it definitely does the trick, but something about the flavor makes me think I should be drinking it in a greasy cafe somewhere, sitting at the bar next to a high hair leather skinned chain smoking woman named Flo.  I'm pretty sure Flo made this coffee.  It's great. When a cup of coffee can give you vivid images like that, I think that's quite a cup of coffee!

The weather is so beautiful today! When i was in college, i would use a day like today for a nice long nap in the grass.  And no one looks at you funny for doing something so free-spirited as that when you're in college.  Everyone expects you to hear your own drummer and whatnot when you're in college. But right now, i really want to lay myself down on that pretty patch of grass right there, pretend that fire ants don't really exist in Texas, and take a nice long nap in this perfect weather, until the heat of the afternoon sweats me to soggy, happy wakefulness. But in the study world of professionalism and strangers walking by on the sidewalk, someone would probably call an ambulance, and then I'd have to pretend to be sick so that I wouldn't get fired for sleeping the afternoon away in the grass beside the  courthouse. Sometimes being a grown-up is not nearly as much fun as i always thought it would be.

Today is my birthday.  I was in the hotel bathroom this morning when I heard my phone ring and my husband answer my phone and start talking to my dad.  It was about 7:30 in the morning, and my only thought was, "Why is he calling me right now?  I talked to him two days ago!" But then when I heard my dad singing his own version of the birthday song, I remembered.  "He must think it's my birthday." I made the trip to see my husband at his out-of-town job because of this weekend being our birthday-anniversary-birthday weekend, but still the actuality of the date slipped my mind.  Thankfully, family and friends and Facebook remembered, so I felt thoroughly birthdayed by the end of it. Sadly, I had to leave my dearly beloved on the industrial coast for a while longer, and by the time the uncontrolled sobs turned into a bearable aching in my heart, I was about a quarter of the way home.  I just don't know how couples are able to do the long distance thing lo...