I am reading a book that is really good, The Will of Wisteria, yet I can't seem to find the time to pick it up and read! Not for lack of time, but for lack of interest. I have Blue Heart Blessed, still boxed, at home... and it's calling my name. I can hear it and it's pulling me in... Should I give in and forget about the books that I did not pick but I am supposed to be reading? Should I do what I want to do and forget obligations? So far I am turning out to be a stinky judge.
Tomorrow my Mom, Aunts, and I will be picnicking at my Grandma's grave. Weird? A little, I guess. I haven't been to her grave site since the funeral. Not sure how that will be since it's hard enough sometimes with just the memory of her. A grave is just a holding place for something left behind. Nothing more. Yet, somehow you feel closer to the person, knowing that what you knew, looks and touch wise, is there. This should be interesting, weird and a little difficult.
My sister-in-law and I are on this strict "eating right" path. We've decided that we need some more energy, so we made up our minds this week to better our eating habits. So far this week has been empty, hungry bellys and whining. Lots of whining. "I want this" "I want a burger" "I want that" "I want cheese" "I want fries". We whine to each other all day. All day.
We were walking on our break yesterday afternoon and this was a conversation we had. Not a smart conversation, but a normal one for us.
Me: Ouch, my sheen hurts.
Her: Sheen? Don't you mean shen?
Me: Hahaha, did I say sheen? I mean't to say shin
Her: No, shen.
Me: No, shin. Do you hear yourself? You said shen when it's sheen. Wait, no, It's shin.
Her: I didn't say shen, you said sheen
Me: No, you said shen
Her: I did?