drug addict

It's a nice sunday evening. I really should be cleaning my house. My roommate has been gone for the last 10 days, getting back tomorrow, I should at least make it presentable. (aren't I nice?) But I feel thoughtful and reminiscent, feel more like writing than cleaning. So, first, before anything else I want to make a list of the things I will do tonight before I go to bed.
1. Dishes
2. Vacuum
3. Finish my laundry (thankfully this one is already in process)
4. Quick touch-up on the shower
5. Shake the rug
6. Sweep out my room
7. Make my bed - just kidding, I would only unmake it shortly thereafter
8. clean the bathroom mirror
9. Sort my stack of mail
10. ...random other cleaning activities...

Now that I feel somewhat productive just by writing this list down, on to more fun topics.

Today I rode horses. I love horses. I rode the most beautiful buckskin mare today with a multicolored mane. The kind of hair that ladies (or guys) would spend a lot of money to have. Blonde, intermixed with some brown and a lot of black, all in layers. I was surprised at the good ride this horse was. She was a bear to catch. We ended up having to herd her with 3 other horses into a round pen, sort out the others, and make her run until she would let us catch her. The story is that she had been trained by a proper trainer for a total of 90 days sometime in the last 8 months or so, but this was hard to imagine with her elusive and skittish behavior. We finally caught her, but she was scared of the saddle! Anyway, my friend rode her yesterday and she did ok, then I rode her today, taking her way out in the pasture and she did great! Stops when told, very patient, calm. She rides a little heavy on the front, but seemed to loosen up toward the end of the ride. All in all, great ride. It was a rejuvenating ride. The thought came into my head to offer to buy this horse. I've been contemplating this all day. But really, there should be some way to offer my services to continue training this horse. Perhaps they would pay me? This sounds like a much better idea. In any case, I need a horse that I can ride whenever I want to. Borrowing other people's horses is just not cutting it for me. It stifles me.
Riding horses gives me what I would consider a fix. Like drugs. I need it, crave it, and it makes me feel so good. If only I could take this drug whenever I pleased...

picture update

My new house


My mom's new car



Saturday Afternoon at Lake Murray - a great view, eh?!



After helping me move

cherry red

Went snorkeling at Dog Leg Reef Sunday. Beautiful place! It had rained a ton so the original plan of hiking was kind of sloppy. :( After a scenic drive, I was in the water at Dog Leg. It was rainy and cloudy, so I was oblivious to possible sun exposure. The reef was amazing! So many different kinds of coral! And there was a large, unidentified, long, blue, pointy-nosed fish that had teeth, and swam right past me. Whoa. So, the amount of time snorkeling? I don't really know, but I think it was around 3 hrs. After we had dried off and were headed out, Eric realized that his calves were red. I thought to myself...awww... poor guy. But soon realized my calves were also burnt, and other things on my posterior. Oh my, I was getting more tender every minute.

So now I officially have a painful, heat-emitting burn. It makes me tired. It makes me crabby. On top of that I had the worst day at work today. I should have had a good day because I was able to see a lot of patients... but I was crabby, had a headache, was uncomfortable, hypoglycemic, and just plain cranky. Bah. I didn't get out of work until 8pm. That is 12 straight hours of clinic.

Sabbaths

I love Sabbath. A day of worship, reverence, time with friends, nature. I sure love it. It allows me to breathe after a long week. It makes me a happy person. What would I do without Sabbath?
Last weekend my brother and I went out with some friends to Consetoga lake where some went canoing, some fell out, and others sank the boat. Fun times. Logan the dog went with us too. He had a really good time and was real tempted to jump in the water like everyone else, but after we made fun of him for his notorious lack of swimming skills, he calmed down and didn't let the urge get him wet (and us, for that matter). Here are a few pictures