"Boredom: the desire for desires."

Yeah, I'll quote from Anna Kareninna (sp) without actually finishing it. That is me today: bored. We are going to a birthday party at 4:00, but that is still hours away. Nothing much to do. Zoey is content to hang out, Ollie to sleep, but I am yuck! It is raining outside, which contributes to my mood. I like rain--oddly though, I don't like being stuck at home in the rain. I'd rather go for a drive.

Enough complaining though. Instead, that just reminded me of something else. Yesterday Zoey was talking about flying. I asked her what she'd do if she could fly. She said, "I'd go to Tim Horton's and buy myself a coffee." This kid cracks me up. She LOVES coffee, as do I. Every morning I let her have the last sip of my coffee. She loves it. Anyway, I've told her that when she turns 13, she and I will go out for coffee. A rite of passage of sorts.

Matty is having a blast in New Hampshire, and I am so glad for him. He really needed a break. He called last night from Fenway Park. The Red Sox had rained out on Friday night, so he was able to get scalped tix for the make up game. I could hear the crowd cheering, and I could feel Matty's smile. He is hanging out with his friend Bram; they have been friends for a really long time. I envy him that. I didn't keep in contact with people from high school and only very few from college. I'm just bad at it. Once I leave a place, I generally leave the people too. I wonder what makes me that way? The good news is that my New Hampshire people and I have remained in contact. Former students--Sarah, Maria, Lynn, etc. and friends--Mary, Paula, Sherry, etc. It is nice. We are going to be in New Hampshire the third week of August, so I hope to see lots of the people from my past.

Anyway, this entry isn't really exciting, but it is basically the same as my day. A little blah, but not bad :)
Amber

ps--I have to write about my idea for a writer's notebook next time. And, I have the huge confession to my book club friends: I can't get in to The Eyre Affair at all! I tried. Lot's of times. We are still going to meet, but I'm going to listen. (HA!) Why can't I ever suspend my disbelief? Don't forget--it is next Thursday. Even if you didn't read, like me, come anyway.