Wednesday, February 22, 2012

in pursuit of trivia.



This Saturday, Doug and I were invited to play a few rounds of our favorite board game, Trivial Pursuit, over wine and cheese... really, if you just say "cheese," Doug and I are there.  Several hours later, we had fully enjoyed an evening of delicious dining, drinking, and drama (mostly the good kind).  It was so nice to get a little break away from all of the work we have to do.  Six glasses of wine is a bit much for this girl, though (hiccup!) Oh well, cheers!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

don't take my sunshine away.

The challenge for February 9th was to capture the sun.  Today, that proved to be especially challenging because it was overcast.  My substitution is the radiating sun of this beautiful wood etching my beloved sister did for me as a belated holiday gift; isn't it lovely?  (In case you were not aware, roosters are amongst my myriad favorite things.)  Today I will have to go without any true sunshine.  Instead, I sit at my desk bundled up in thermals, blankets, and my much-cherished wicked good moccasins (ala l.l.bean) as chunky flakes of snow fall from the sky.  Usually I delight at the sight of snow and the possibility of hot mugs of cocoa and - gasp - snow days!! This evening I am sick, however, and the thought of shoveling off a car in the bitter cold tomorrow morning is not helping to soothe the chills that have my teeth rattling or to un-stuff my packed sinuses.  It will be an early night tonight, hopefully rife with sweet dreams of sandy beaches and warm sunshine.
zzzzzzzzzz

Sunday, February 5, 2012

10 a.m.

My Sunday morning began with cuddles, large mugs of coffee and a plate full of crêpes.  How about yours?  Today's photo mission was a photograph of my "10 a.m."  Here is my best capture:

Lazy mornings in Hoboken, filled with love, giggles, and delicious homemade treats (probably more than I need!) are always among my most treasured times... but they are becoming, especially lately, more and more bittersweet.  I just about fall apart every Sunday evening when it is time for either Doug or me to make the long trek back "home" and leave the other one behind.  When did I get so needy?  I have everything I could possibly need at the moment - someone who loves me, a great job that I enjoy, food on my plate and a roof over my head... but for some reason, I feel so unsatisfied every time one of us has to leave.  I have such an overwhelming appetite for all of the good things (and oh! they are so good) that the everyday things feel so dull and drab... stifling almost, an inconvenience.  Oh well... who isn't surprised?  The restlessness inside me has become so predictable I feel like you know what I am going to say even before I start typing :)  Get ready for another bustling week of routine activity.
Sunday, until we meet again...