A Late Afternoon Post

I shant be able to make a late night post as per usual, due to a reunion taking place in the home of the Siqueira's with several youth group girls. So I'll be up late, just not at a computer; we'll be doing much more drastically adventurous& mysterious things than staring at laptop screens.

On the topic of late nights: I have been getting my days so confused, not just like because it's summer and that happens to everyone, but like, I'm going to bed so late these days and waking up so early, whether it be for daily mass or work, so my days are way longer than I ever remember them being. On several occasions now, I have presented an argument about something happening the day before not today, and whoever I'm presenting it to has to give me the facts and tell me how it wasn't yesterday, but only just this morning. It is crazy and befuddling.


HOWEVA, this day has been good. I woke up at 8, got ready, ate breakfast, and hit the road with my bike and my Lucky brand satchel packed for a 7 hour day of selling ice cream on the boardwalk. It was a wonderfully refreshing ride, and when I got there I was 20 minutes early for work, so I got to just sit on the railing on the boardwalk and watch the waves while I waited for my kiosk to come.
Then I sat for 7 hours, reading Harry Potter off and on, people-watching the rest of the time. (There are so many hot old men who come to surf at the oceanfront, and I can only hope one day my husband will ripen up into a middle-aged/over the hill hottie like the ones I saw today.)
Then I rode my bike home, and now I'm super tired, but feeling good, and ready for some homemade mashed potatoes (Dad style).


poll for the day: italy or ireland?
song for the day: good people- jack johnson
HP status: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Chapter 10: Halloween




"I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses...I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death." -Severus Snape -- so good, and so fun to hate.