Eh, Why Not

I think I got up too early this morning. But nothing wrong with a little extra time to get things going and write another blog about things I've had epiphanies about in the past two hours.

-French Toast Toaster Strudel sounds disgusting and should be, but doesn't taste all that bad. I still think I'll stick my raspberry though in all future events. :)

-I have earrings, a necklace, and make-up on this morning. This means something, since I hardly remember jewlery and rarely use make-up. I hope the Society and this high school appreciate it.

-I blew dry my hair today and I don't know...it looks weird. I'm so used to the curl that I'm not even sure I like it straight anymore. These first few transition weeks always take getting used too.

-I composed an email yesterday about things that have crossed my mind as I'll be running two museums again - and today I found out that it didn't send. And only half of it is in this remote version of Outlook. I'm hoping I have a full draft on the full version at my work computer. But because I worry about things I have no control over too much, I remembered some and email my boss the highlights this morning. Apparently she is back at work today.

-I still have an hour and a half before I have to leave. I think all I can do is read or blog because I'm all dressed up already.

-My friend (a second brother) left me a photo comment on myspace this morning. And bam, insta-tears. Ha. I'm not quite sure why either. It seemed like such a final statement, but we're in a moment between the past and the future (don't say "duh" quite yet) and while that isn't as profound as I wanted it to sound, it just is that. It makes you retrospective really and I'll probably never find the grace with words to begin to describe what I'm thinking. Maybe this will help...

-My cousin and I were talking for a bit after she got home last night and the age thing came up. She said what, you're 22, I said no, 25. Her denial came front and center, and she said no way, you're 25 already? haha. It's funny, I talk about this sometimes with the kids I know. But on my way home I was thinking - I know I look young, although I think this is starting to change too, but that could be about it. I don't act young - I've always acted years older than what I really am. I don't talk young - I use big words sometimes and when I can hold meaningful conversations about things other than what 22 year olds talk about. And I was thinking, there is no way in hell I would want to be that young again. I know it's only three years back, but there is something so satisfying about the knowledge you gain as you get older, and even more so when you can say that you wouldn't want to go back to another time because you're so pleased with the way things are right now. It's another level of maturity or wisdom or inching closer to insanity or the side effects of exhaustion, but it's something - and that picture comment kind of just topped it off.

-Who even would have thought that Myspace would be able to generate such a jumbled thought?

-Is 8:30 yet? I mean seriously, is it?