Does the air conditioner get turned up or down? Why is that such a strange question? Theoretically, by turning in "up," you're actually turning the dial "up" (or clockwise) to increase the temperature; however, by turning it down, you are either decreasing the intensity of the cool air, thus increasing the heat, or you're turning the dial "down" (or counterclockwise) to make the air cooler...
Just one of life's little mysteries.
I am lying in bed on a Monday afternoon in late July. Shivering. The air is cool outside and inside our house feels like an ice box. I suppose I'm expected to get used to the chilliness considering I'm moving to Colorado in a week and a half, but not during July... I'll wait until November (or October if I have to). I have no idea why it's so cold in here--I even turned to air "up..." Then again, I have no idea why my alarm clockS didn't go off this morning either. Again, some of life's less wonderful mysteries. I am thankful to say that I am still employed.
7/20/09
7/16/09
Two glasses of wine.
Me after two glasses of wine... chatty, honest, courageous.
Other people after two glasses of wine... drunk? emotional? hostile? hilarious?
Some of the best conversations are had over a glass of wine. It is a neutralizer and comforter; a calming device, if you will. Think about it: two friends sitting on the veranda, split by a bottle of Pinot Grigio. They are inclined ever so slightly toward each other, deeply engaged in conversation, each holding a slightly over-filled glass in one hand. With each sip of the luscious white grape, their shoulders relax, the chill of the wine eases slowly through their body, from the crown of their heads to each limb, fingertips to toes. The taste is more than what hits the palette. It is an indescribable experience. As the alcohol begins to set in, the conversation blooms, filling the minds and hearts of each woman. The volume rises as the two echo each other in a chorus of laughter. And at long last, this is bliss. Two friends, a bottle of wine, and a space filled with love.
Other people after two glasses of wine... drunk? emotional? hostile? hilarious?
Some of the best conversations are had over a glass of wine. It is a neutralizer and comforter; a calming device, if you will. Think about it: two friends sitting on the veranda, split by a bottle of Pinot Grigio. They are inclined ever so slightly toward each other, deeply engaged in conversation, each holding a slightly over-filled glass in one hand. With each sip of the luscious white grape, their shoulders relax, the chill of the wine eases slowly through their body, from the crown of their heads to each limb, fingertips to toes. The taste is more than what hits the palette. It is an indescribable experience. As the alcohol begins to set in, the conversation blooms, filling the minds and hearts of each woman. The volume rises as the two echo each other in a chorus of laughter. And at long last, this is bliss. Two friends, a bottle of wine, and a space filled with love.
7/14/09
Something new.
For quite some time I've been an avid anti-blogger, but I've been inspired by a friend to keep writing (that's you, Miss Baltimore Newlywed!).
I've considered focusing my posts on something specific... but what? See Me Run implies that I'll be discussing my marathon training regimen, so that's an option, but also could be a huge snorer. I could talk about trying to find what I'm going to do (running, if you will.)... but that's cliche, no? So I might just stick to writing whatever pops into my head at any given moment. I like that idea.
I've considered focusing my posts on something specific... but what? See Me Run implies that I'll be discussing my marathon training regimen, so that's an option, but also could be a huge snorer. I could talk about trying to find what I'm going to do (running, if you will.)... but that's cliche, no? So I might just stick to writing whatever pops into my head at any given moment. I like that idea.
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