Friday, September 16, 2005
Addressing the Dress...
Missy has picked up her dress today. She went with her mother to the store to retrieve it. They took the van... Could it be that this dress has a train to require such space as only a van could provide??? I'm assuming so.
She brought the dress over to my brother and sister in-law's house for storage until the wedding date next year. I have no doubt that Missy will try her best to find more and more reasons to go to their house, just so that she could take another peek at the dress. I wouldn't mind that. I don't get to visit their house often and it would be nice to increase the frequency of our visits, if not to see my brother and his wife, then to see their recently arrived bundle of joy.
I'm in good spirits today. I told Missy last night that I haven't been in the mood to write as of late. I said I've grown somewhat content with my surroundings and find no reason to complain or comment. She took a great concern to this. She went on to tell me that I should write, and that my content was just complacency, and that I'm just not looking hard enough for a subject to write about.
Her motivation for concern was my own sense of fulfillment. I make no money from my writing, nor do I ever plan to; all it does for me is help me soak up this rushing river called life a little at a time. She doesn't want me to regret, and for that I loved her even more.
In those situations I need to be pushed. I'll be the first to admit that I have my ups and downs (almost to a polar degree), so when I'm low I need a tactful push in the right direction, otherwise I could fall into a funk, although sometimes the greatest inspiration is derived from the depths. Anyway, I enjoy being productive along with being creative, and last night she proved to me that with her, I can maximize that enjoyment.
She brought the dress over to my brother and sister in-law's house for storage until the wedding date next year. I have no doubt that Missy will try her best to find more and more reasons to go to their house, just so that she could take another peek at the dress. I wouldn't mind that. I don't get to visit their house often and it would be nice to increase the frequency of our visits, if not to see my brother and his wife, then to see their recently arrived bundle of joy.
I'm in good spirits today. I told Missy last night that I haven't been in the mood to write as of late. I said I've grown somewhat content with my surroundings and find no reason to complain or comment. She took a great concern to this. She went on to tell me that I should write, and that my content was just complacency, and that I'm just not looking hard enough for a subject to write about.
Her motivation for concern was my own sense of fulfillment. I make no money from my writing, nor do I ever plan to; all it does for me is help me soak up this rushing river called life a little at a time. She doesn't want me to regret, and for that I loved her even more.
In those situations I need to be pushed. I'll be the first to admit that I have my ups and downs (almost to a polar degree), so when I'm low I need a tactful push in the right direction, otherwise I could fall into a funk, although sometimes the greatest inspiration is derived from the depths. Anyway, I enjoy being productive along with being creative, and last night she proved to me that with her, I can maximize that enjoyment.
# posted by T.S. Idiot @ 12:59 PM 
