Ridiculous. Just Plain Ridiculous.

I've had a million thoughts in my head since the last post.  I mean, really, probably two million, at least.  I just haven't had the energy to post.  Not on Fridays, not on Tuesdays, not just whenever.

I'm reading something like 1000 pages a week (which, if you add it up, over the course of the semester I will have read at least 16,000 pages or roughly ~ 4,000,000 words.

So maybe I'm out of words here.  For now.  I hate that.

Life update:  I'm good, life is good, loving my existence.  I love the commute into Chicago now - probably because it is so very peaceful and relaxing.  Sure, it takes awhile, but all I have to do is: a) find a seat and b) give my ticket to the conductor.  This isn't rocket science people.

Life with the Hoosier Guy is fabulous.  Truly lovely.  I was nervous (of course) when we first started talking about it, scared to make that jump but even more scared not to.  Here we are, nearly two months in and I just feel like my life is damn near perfect.  I'm happy I made the move in with him.

Other than reading (which I do constantly), I go to class, work at my graduate assistant job, commute and sleep.  On occasion I do things with friends when we can all find a mutually agreeable time for fun.  This can be difficult but I am trying.

I head back to Florida in a few weeks with my Grandma.  She's moving there with my Dad and I want to make sure she arrives safely.  This should provide some fodder for the blog, fo' sure.

Dear readers, I miss blogging.  I hope to get back to a regular schedule soon.  Or maybe I just OD on blog posting when school is out for the semester.  Who knows?

6 Word Fridays: Move

This week's word is move ... and for me (as well as several fellow bloggers) this is so very appropos!  Thanks Melissa!  http://melissacamarawilkins.com/blog/

I stretch, I yawn, I move ...
slowly from my warm bed, easing out
from beneath a cozy quilt, purring cats,
and away from my Hoosier Guy.

Three days a week I move
from country life to city life
learning more each passing week and
loving every minute of my experience.

Other days I move from couch
to chair for my plentiful readings
require lots of time not moving,
just sitting, grasping new concepts. Learning.

This weekend I move via car,
to visit friends and family in
Indianapolis - fish fry, girls night out,
lunches with friends galore. Moving never
felt so lovely - I am home.

6 Word Fridays: Exchange

If you don't try it ... you might not know you like it ... 6 Word Fridays!  This week's word is 'exchange.'

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I exchanged my free time for
a ride into Amish and Mennonite
country.  Traded fast highways for county
roads and following a one horse
buggy.  Hoosier Guy and I were
on a mission: fresh local food.

We entered the produce auction in
awe.  Aisles and aisles of nature's
bounty: pears, apples, potatoes, cabbages, corn,
peaches, pumpkins, cushaws, peppers, mums, melons.
All in large quantity, all waiting
for a buyer, two or three.

I bought some molasses cookies - yum!
We had our bidder number - ready
I stood back, watching the auctioneer
move through the aisles, auctioning off
the hard work of my neighbors.

In the end, we exchanged money
for delicious, home-grown veggies, fruits and
baked goods.  Little green slips of
paper for a summer's efforts by
my Amish and Mennonite neighbors.  Hoosier Guy
bought some tomatoes from a girl
was buying a new dress with
her proceeds.  Others had similiar goals.

They thought the exchange was fair,
I wondered how we could process
our auction bounty in a timely
manner - tomatoes yesterday, peaches are tomorrow!