My Afternoon Off

So my afternoon off was a challenge. Who knew I was so dependent on the computer?  I even had to turn it on twice after I turned it off — once because I got an email that I needed to deal with right away, and again when I thought of something I wanted to reword in that last post.  I couldn’t leave it alone.  Yes I am THAT anal.

HOWEVER.

I got outside with my girls, took a walk in the glorious sunshine and unseasonably mild temps, and discovered a neighbor friend with her kids outside enjoying the day as well so we hung out in her driveway for a bit.  It was delightful.  I even brought my sorely neglected camera along.  One of my goals this year is to learn how to take really awesome photos.

Becca Outside

Trying not to look at that gray tooth. (We went to the dentist — everyone was right; there’s nothing they can do of course. Ugh!)

Outside Photos

I’m suddenly all into these artsy angled photos.

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When she saw this picture, my daughter said, “Are the only pictures of me with my helmet?”   Um, yeah, sorry about that.   Funny, I had the same reaction when I discovered that fact.  And of course there are no pictures of my son, helmet or no, because he was in school.

Back home, I worked on my Bible study in the quiet of my living room — the only clean room in the whole house.  I tried to pretend the rest of the house didn’t exist.

There was plenty I didn’t get to.  I never touched the laundry.  I still haven’t unpacked from my weekend.  And I didn’t finish my Bible study.  But it was good to turn off the computer and just let the flames die out, with the intention of not touching it again until after dinner.  I found that I wasn’t hurrying through my other tasks, eager to get back online and keep the fire burning.  I just took my time and enjoyed the calm.  After dinner I hopped on for a bit but then I traded my seat in front of the computer for a seat in front of the TV.

Was anyone else less than impressed by American Idol last night? Those sing-offs were such cheesy contrived drama.  And HOW could they kick off the African American guy who is best friends with the guy who lost his wife (he’s my early fave, by the way — the guy who lost his wife.)  And WHAT is up with 36 semi-finalists this year?  Three nights of 12 songs?  Just give me a glass of wine and wake me up when it’s over.

Hey, was anyone looking forward to my American Idol recaps this year?  I’m not sure I’m up for it.  I’m still trying to decide.

I know I’ve said I’m done posting about Blissdom, but I’ve seen some really fun Q&A posts from other Blissdom attendees, so if you have any questions for me about Blissdom, I’d be glad to answer them!