Going through the decade: 2001

2001
Finished in Italy
Sadness
Relief

Going through the decade: 2000

2000
Fresh in the church
Going on a mission
to Italy

Excited to baptize
the world

Lots of disappointment
lots of amazing food

wonderful people

The sun is shining and the snow is falling

I love it when the snow falls quietly at night. Then in the morning when the sun comes out there are all of these little piled high walls of snow on each branch, on the railings, the pots and chairs. Next everything starts to fall. Branches sproing up as they dump their now heavy snow. Water drips everywhere. Poofs of snow suddenly fall from the sky. All very magical. These are some pictures of my front yard this morning.

Self Discoveries

Teeny little glasses enchant me.

SOUP! Soupity soup soup soup!

I recently discovered soup. Like I am a soup whore now. Soup. Soup. Soup. Can't get enough of it. Always find myself buying chicken broth, and beef broth and vegetable broth. Veggies stare at me in the store and whisper ideas for new soups. And beans! I love putting beans in my soups. So. Some soup pictures to make you drool...

Pros and Cons

I think I am slightly depressed. Something about how I don't want to do anything except play Bejeweled 2. Nothing seems worth it these days. Why go running? I will never lose this belly fat. Why make lovely art projects? There is no one to appreciate them. Why clean my house? There will always be something more to clean. Heh heh. Yeah. One of those days. So I was thinking of all of the pros and cons of life. Making a list like you do when you are deciding if you want to take a new job. This is what came of it.

Cons

Seasons always end. Winter always comes.
It is so easy to hurt other people. One wrong word and someone has hurt feelings.
No one ever completely understands you.
Sometimes people don't get you at all.
So much war.
Poverty.
Pain everywhere.
Deficits.
Fear.
I seem to mess things up every turn I make.
And the list goes on.

Pros

Lost of beautiful earth.
Love at times.
Understanding at times.
Chocolate.
Having enough at times.

Apparently I could use some help here....

Mosquitoes from Hell

I don't know who thought it would be a good idea to have mosquitoes here on planet earth, but I think they were seriously cracked in the head. Last night I ended up killing four in my bedroom, but not until they had stuck me with their little blood-sucking devices. And I don't know what it was about these mosquitoes, because their bites didn't necessarily itch but really really hurt! Like crazy aching up the limb, intense and nasty hurt. I was starting to wonder if they had some mutant strain of something-er-other and if I were going to wake up mutilated. The worst was when one of the little bastards got to my lip. My lip! This morning it is still swollen. (Other expletives are coming to mind...) I decided to leave one of the carcasses on my ceiling as warning to any other wretched skeeters that might want to suck my blood. My Buddha principles have been thrown out the window.